Crazier Quotes Novels & Stories

And the thickness of his…. “ Fuck fuckk fuckkk!!! I slapped my head hard to clear those ridiculous wet thoughts from the mind. Craze! You are totally a freaking craze. Inhaling a long deep sigh I got off the bed to go for the bathroom. No sooner had I got off the bed almost fell off.

She said, "He thinks I'm crazy thanks to you. Now, shut the door." I demanded. "Then we're both crazy. Hola mister janitor, I'm crazy number two!!!" Zara said and stuck out her tongue at him before locking the door. I smiled. "What if he turns out to be Freddy Krueger and jigsaw's on both of us?" I asked her. "Then I shall haunt his days. Oh how I've missed you." She said as she approached me before stopping suddenly.

But my jokes and sarcasm are ridiculous, truncated, vague, lacking in self-confidence. But that's normal, because I don't respect myself. Is it possible for a person who enjoys awareness to respect himself? Hit him from here and there with this rope This time I'm standing on the threshold of madness with no shame.. I stand at the gate of madness and look at the world of the conscious mind behind me somewhat hesitantly, then I made the decision with difficulty, so I voluntarily stretched my feet to cross the gate of reason into madness.. Madness! They say that a madman is someone who has reached an unprecedented stage of soul transparency to the point of

The she replied, "If you find it too vulgar, don't listen to it. But know one thing, if you criticize it, it means you have listened to it. So, you made my views go up and I made money" We asked her what C.A.B. meant. Here's her answer, "Crazy As* B*tch. Why is that? Because everyone thinks I am, and they're not wrong". page 8

"I'm not scared. I came here to make money." Jade let out a soft laugh, a flicker of approval in her eyes. "Just a heads-up. These rich bastards can be real freaks. It's not all champagne and roses. Word is, some woman got played to death last week. It was a mess—her insides were practically on the outside." My stomach dropped. I couldn't tell if she was exaggerating to scare me, but it sounded horrifying. Especially here, in this long corridor with dim lights throwing dappled shadows on the walls, her voice sounded like it was drifting in from somewhere far away.

“You didn't follow up with what I sent you. Did you? “Damn!!, I neglected it.” "What the f- - -! You didn't watch the pornography I sent you”. “I'll be heartbroken, it's been insane”. "Buddy, you should see it. Your PC will make you insane”. “I'll watch it later, notwithstanding the way that I give my best to keep that from occurring.” Derek scoured his jawline. “What's happening?” “MAN!!!, I'm going crazy,” Robert said.

"Oh, right you must be confused. Crash and I grew up together in The Bronx." For four hours, we talk about family stories, life, just everything. Crash has such an interesting way of viewing the world. She thinks like a philosopher. Everything has beauty, but if you don't give it some attention, you'll never see it. Those words that came out of her mouth, will be stained in my head forever. "Oh, crap!" Emily gasps. "What?" I'm alarmed. "Jack's home early." "What the hell, Emily! Are you really that stupid? Do you know what could've happened to you two out there? You could've gotten hurt, kidnapped, killed! How could you be so idiotic!" Alpha Hughes fumes. I look down, unable to conjure a sin

I walk through and look at him; he looks up and smiles. "You're crazy; you do realise that, right?" I look at him feeling irritated. "No, I'm not." He laughs nodding, pointing to the list. "These business ideas, prove you wrong, you have a business, so this right here is you been crazy." I look at him shaking my head. "I'm not crazy, stop calling me crazy." I look at him, why is he calling me crazy? It makes me feel crazy. I lift the sheet of paper and move it away from him.

Then, other times it contained the petrifying screams of anguish from every living thing it had ever consumed, their tortured wails entrapped there for all eternity. “Crazy bastard.” Chiri wheezed. Lifting her head enough to glare intently at the black patent leather shoes of Cazer Krane. “I see this foul-mouthed wench decided to return to us.” He remarked coolly. Peering down at her loftily from an armchair, he cradled the perfect curve of his angular jaw in the palm of his hand.

"Oh come on..are you mocking me?" "No..lol..no..it's just that..teenagers misunderstands it a lot..and it all ends in Lust or sex. You have to be wise to read KRADIE BLACK books" "I promise I'm wise enough to realize what I'm doing and reading" "You sure?" "Come on..I'm married!" I whined He chuckled. "Anyways be careful.."he said "..and especially around that boy.. at your party..what...is..," "Blake.."I replied