Wednesday, 18 November 2009


When people see me they think I'm crazy.

Paranoia does silly things to people. At this moment in time I know it is silly, but earlier, I was convinced everybody I walked past thought I was crazy; Not good crazy. Bad crazy. This would be okay if it was a one off. But it isn't. It will be back again tomorrow.

I think I'm crazy. My best friend would tell me otherwise.

I don't know what to think anymore.

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