Crazy. I use this word a lot. It means different things to me depending upon the context. When I think of life and I think “crazy” I think that things are not how I would like them to be, I think that my feelings are jumbled and have been in the spin-cycle too long, I feel like my head will explode unless I find a dark place to scream at the top of
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