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I’ve never had much use for the concept of Hell, but if Hell exists, I’m in it. The same images running through my head over and over. I was there. I saw my mother’s death. A buried memory forgotten all these years. It climbed inside me that day, and it’s been with me every since. My Dark Passenger.
Fuente: sarah-nade
when dexter had a panic attack/flashback