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Hi, it's me Again. You don't answer me anymore, but Fuck off. It's day fifty, I guess, in the asylum. I don't feel better. It's not as fun anymore. It's just mundane, I guess. Hmm. The pills, I mean, the pills make me Feel better at this point. They kind of make me feel like I'm on Ecstasy again. But the nurses, they confiscated my neon lights that You gave them to me. That was, that was so rude of them. So yeah, I can't make my room into a Club anymore. I really miss the times when we used to Go on rage together, party all night, And just fuck like crazy. I miss you. Call me when you can.