TW: Suicide, Glitching, Going crazy
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Patton asked me to write in this journal all my feelings everyday. He gave me this journal and it is dark blue. When he gave it to me, I felt gratitude.

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Today, Patton taught me how to bake cookies. Though I got flour on my shirt, it was an enjoyable experience. I felt happy.

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Today, Patton hugged me and told me he cared about me. I felt a tingling sensation in my stomach. It was nice.

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Today, Patton asked if he could see my journal. I passed it to him and when he finished reading, he blushed bright pink.   I felt curiosity.

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Today, Patton grabbed my tie and kissed me. My face went red and I did not know what to do. It was nice but I pushed him away. I did not know what I felt.

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Today, Patton smiled at me. He said he was sorry for kissing me and I could see his eyes were teary. Before I could respond, he ran back to his room. I felt guilty.

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Today, Patton did not come out of his room. He locked the door. When I asked Virgil what happened, he glared at me. I felt worry.

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Today, Virgil asked Patton if he was okay through the door. There was no response. Virgil found the key and opened the door. He found Patton lying on h̸i̶s̵ b̸͕̭͌ẻ̶͉̥̑d̵͖͕͘̕.
                  H̴̛̗̑̎̂̄͘͝ͅḯ̸̞̋̀̌̆́̇ŝ̷͕̞̆͛̂̄ ̵̨̤͊̀̕ẅ̴̹̰̩̩̝͖̗̺́̓̎͛ŕ̷̦͇͍̏̉͝i̵̤͎͖̳̅͊͂̉͝s̷̞̏̈́̄̈́̏́̕̕ț̷͉̖͑̚͝s̴̡̥͙̥̊̒̆̈́͝ ̵̝̮̗̙̭͔̌̓͜w̴̡͋͛ę̴̢̺̤̝̙̿̓͐̓͝r̵͎̬͕̤͍͎̼̊̾̽ḙ̵͑̔͘͝ ̵̧̰̱͙̝̤̿̂͠
             s̶̢̛͓͕͚̫̈́̐̔̉̒͝͝l̸̹͓̘̽ȋ̴̡̠̦͍̩̥̈́̔̑t̷̩̯͔̗̞͕̼͎͐ ̶̼͓̗̲͂͗͆̓͋̃͠à̵̜̺̇̈̆n̴̩̮̮̮͕̣̫̒d̵̬͚̖͇̻̼̬̎ ̴̳͈̣̌̐ś̴͓͚̞̬̒͗̿͋̊̅̚o̷̢̭͉̝̗̻̊ͅa̵͉̞͉̮̠̝͍͠͝k̴͎̬͖̦̰̮̞̼͌̃̏̉̇͒̀͝ẽ̷̤̱̯͉̖̗͐̑̏̄̈́̿d̶̥̼̼̖͔̮̈́ͅ ̶̡̧̡̛͕̲͙̮͉̎́i̶̫̓̈͋̔n̵̼̠͕̻̯̲̏͌̇̈́̊̕̚͠ͅ           
        ̴̠͉͖̔͂͊͠ͅb̷̪̃́̓̅͠l̶̼̱̫͓͉̣̰̚o̸̧͉̻͓̠̪͓̔̉o̵̲̭̭̼͓̪̖̽̉͘ḋ̵̬̰̪͓͐̄͑̏̚͠.̵̣̟̜̩̲̾̏̌̐̍ 

        I̵̡̺͚̲̭̫̘̲̠͍̞̻̖̩̩̞̹̤̮̙̯̠̭̤̩̩͈̳̐͝   ̶̹̤̣͈̰́́̔̈́̉̏͊͒̔̄̋̍̃̄́̑̏̒̅̏̂̕͝͝͝͝f̵̢̢͖̬̠̰͔͓͔̪͉̺͍̮͙͈̗̰̦͎̥͇͍͍̹͇̲́͆͊̌̀̓̀̈́͊̏̅͛̅́̇̆̾̆̑̚͜͜͝͝e̶̢̧̛̠̺̣̺̜̝̙̭̰̰͔̞̱͚͇͈̪͔̤̗̪͎̾̌̄̆̏̂͘͝͝ͅl̵̨̛̜̤͛̊̃̇̈́̃͜t̴̛̜̮́̾̀̐͗̇̆̾͊̒͛̋̋̕͝͝
̷͕̼̇

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Today, Virgil asked Patton if he was okay through the door. There was no response. Virgil found the key and opened the door. He found Patton lying on his bed. He was still asleep. I felt relief.

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Today, Virgil told me to go away, and to stop asking him if Patton was okay. He told me that if I wanted to know, I had to ask him myself. I felt guilt.

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Today, I asked Patton if he was okay. I told him that I liked him and that I did not understand my feelings fully. He smiled and said he could help me. He finally came out of his room. I felt happy.

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Today, after research together, I found out I love Patton and I kissed him. I felt love.

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"Mr Storm, I have the reports on the patient. He mumbles words to himself and constantly rocks back and forth. Specific words he repeats are 'Patton', 'journal' and 'I felt'. Do you happen to know a Patton?" The psychiatrist asked the fidgeting male in front of him.

Virgil sighed. "Patton committed suicide after Logan pushed him away from a kiss. He always bottled up his emotions and I tried to help him but in the end...the kiss pushed him over the edge."

He took out a dark blue journal. "This belongs to Logan. I'm not sure if it'll help his recovery, but it was the last thing Patton gave him."