Councilors

by Lukas   Nov 28, 2005


They say "we know your sad, tell us whats in your head."
Then once they have the information on another person just like you, they pump you full off shit till your full.
They don't know you, they never meet you, but that doesn't stop them from being so judgmental.
They treat everyone as if there a cancer, "no cure, but we tell them fine anyway" Ready to pump shit into your head the next day.
Who are they? Councilors. They don't know anything about you so don't tell them anything you don't need to. Because they will f*#k with your head and make sure your drugged so you cant remember if your even dead.

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