I've always liked Marla. Ever since the other me met her at the groups. So today, she called claiming that she's gonna kill herself, the other me didn't care and so I took over and went to her aid. I ended up saving her life, and she had to keep me up all night...you know, I don't think I need to say what we did.
I think the other me knows, but he doesn't know that he is I so he acts coldly towards Marla. As a fragment of his own soul, I know the truth, but as of right now he is too weak to hold on for himself. I must change his way of life.
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