set my body on fire so i can be free

"Ana starts off as a friendly person, and then she over takes your life. Making you a horrible, horrible state" - Unknown I'm Gavin. I'm part of a band called The Blackout and my band mates sent me to the Lymphatus Health Facility because they think I'm mental. I'm not mental. I just need to look perfect. {rp account. not acctually gavin}

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[blairwaldorfings]

[sorryyourenotaloser]

[kultureliten]

[nikkehxxox-blog]

This-was-such-a-good-cover!!

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I need sane conversation on aim.

save0urselvesthewarning

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therapy |open para.

As far back as Gavin could remember, he’d had an obssesive need to control every aspect of his life. He’d never been to psychiatrist about it, but he was pretty sure if he had, they’d said it all stemmed from his childhood illness that had left him completely out of control for the beginning years of his life. He figured there were worse traits to have, other than just wanting to be in control all the time, and for the most part, people seemed to think the same thing. His parents and sisters had been relatively supportive of it all, giving him space when he needed it to make decisions on his own.

  But then the first blackout tour came along, and the tight control he enjoyed on his life was pulled out from under him. Suddenly, as a person who was so used to being with his parents , decisions were made about him without his consent. It started with taking away his acoustic set, and only escalated from there. What to wear, who to talk to, when to return to the van/bus, everything in his life, was controlled by management, not by him, And then there was the beginning of the uncontrollable feelings, the comments made by the boys mentor, let alone control. It all happened so quickly, without his consent, and suddenly Gavin was left powerless, without the lovely control he basked in. So Gavin had to find a new form of control, something to control he knew people couldn’t take away from him. Gavin found hunger.

  Which was how he ended up here, in-patient therapy, underweight and out of control. Gavin didn't want to admit what Ian had said to make him stop eating, but as he glanced at himself in the long mirror, shirt hitched up over his visable hip bones and bruising skin, Gavin couldn't help but feel it was true. Yes, He was fat. He knew he was fat, and this, ust looking at himself made it 10x worse. Hearing a soft knock at the door, Gavin lifted his head up from staring at himself and turned "The doors open."

[flungoutofspaces]

[sean-smith-sucks-deactivated201]

Gav. Did that last IM send? Or.

[realityisadamnprisoncell-blog]

Nah. It says you've been gone for like 25 minutes still?

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Ew.

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I believe Seano. I'm classed as Hetroflexable. Well, That's what Ian would call it

[sean-smith-sucks-deactivated201]

When your best friend calls you a queer. Thanks, Gav.

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<3

[byegeorge]

Considering my face is already on the dash, I figured I might as well introduce myself.

[byegeorge]

I’m sure I’ll kick it back in this place. Everyone seems pretty chilled. You better start feeding yourself, you little fucker, or I’ll feed you, myself.

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 I haven't met everyone yet. I'm stickin' to hangin' around Sean. Ya' wouldn't dare you wanker.

[byegeorge]

Considering my face is already on the dash, I figured I might as well introduce myself.

[byegeorge]

I knew you were nutty since day one, man. Didn’t think it was that serious.

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 Starvin' yourself is apparently a sign of insanity. Oh well like. Pft. I'm Welsh, Fransexy. It's the way it always goes.

[byegeorge]

Considering my face is already on the dash, I figured I might as well introduce myself.

[byegeorge]

… well, you learn something new everyday, ‘ey? I wondered why you suddenly… disappeared. No contact or nothin’!

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 Me' band mates thought I was nutty. So went and shipped me 'ere. Nice ey'.

[byegeorge]

Considering my face is already on the dash, I figured I might as well introduce myself.

[byegeorge]

Fancy seeing you here, you mean.

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 Well, Did you not know I was insane?

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