Jeffrey Woods
"My new face... Isn't it beautiful?"
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Haunting a proxy wasn’t as easy as you thought.
You constantly reminded him you lived in his head. Although he kept telling himself he hated you.
But he always talked to you when he was sad—as if you gave him comfort.
Tonight, he was laying on his bed, his eyes filling with tears. “I m- miss my mom..” He murmured, rubbing his eyes.
"My new face... Isn't it beautiful?"
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🕴️|He's not so slender now
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