All i hear is the voices
im my head.

Theres Tami and debbie.
tami woz called gary
but i dont really like the
name gary...

Tami likes music,
he plays the same song over
and over
and over...

Debbie is calm.
i can relax when
she is around.

sometimes my head hurts.
It wasn't built to be
home to 2 others.
Sometimes they are noisey,
inconciderate.
Impossible to handle.

They are 'good'
at the moment.
calm?
Maybe
Sobre?
yes.

They are playing a game of
ping pong with my brain.

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