Crazier Quotes Novels & Stories

But God was so lazy that he would bother to respond! Miss Jessica remained calm and composed. She smiled lightly and said, "Miss Crystal, why don't you change your method of cursing? For example, wishing for lightning strikes or getting hit by a car when I leave the house, or maybe being shot or assassinated one day...those are a bit more realistic!" Her voice carried an air of indifference, sharp as a knife. Crystal left in anger, having lost all rationality. "Crazy woman!" Miss Jessica commented with two words. "April, help me back to the room!"

I cried out. But he wasn't listening to me. He kept pulling me past tables. "She's crazy." I halted. It wasn't something Senna was expecting. Turning to the lady who had said those words, I sneered. "At least, I am not size minus four. Starving yourself to have this body is another level of craziness. Not defined, but trust me when I tell you you're crazier than I am."

I groan as he finally let go while I massage my neck “Damn you're crazy” I glared at him “I know right? And that's why people like me” “People Like you?” I asked unbelievably “Hmm, people like crazy stuff” He winked “See you at lunch bro” He laughed and began walking away, He's crazy

Zero laughed, “The Alpha Krazy Craig Guidotti I know doesn't stick to one woman no matter how fat her ass is.” He said and we both laughed.

traces on his face that everything he says is true. I envi him because he is sure of everything he feels whereas I have no certainty at all. I’m still drown by two woman that made me go crazy! I think I’m really that stupid to understand this or I’m just ill or something! Should I see a psychologist? Because I'm going crazy !!!

“Take your filthy hand back and keep it to yourself,” A shocked glint flickered in his eyes for a heartbeat. Then he retracted his hand, tucking it into his pocket. “You don’t have to be this way.” “Like what?” I inquired. “Oh! Like a crazy woman?” I threw my hands in the air and burst into laughter. It sounded hollow and empty to me, but it was a laugh regardless. “Can you listen to her, everyone? He said I’m crazy. I’m really crazy. So go away if you don’t want me to unleash more craziness,” I muttered amidst my laughter.

"Yeah, that girl is really something else. She's getting crazier by the day. This isn't just impatience anymore, it's madness." "Enough, don't curse someone else's child. Like you're not crazy yourself. You're already ranting and raving like a mad person, you know." "Whatever. Venting out emotions is a sign of our mental health. And it keeps us looking young." "Really? Says who?" "Says me. I just said it, didn't I?" "Ohhh... I thought you were quoting from a book." "So what if I was quoting from a book?" "It's just weird because you're the one who dislikes books the most. Working in the entertainment world but yourself being clueless."

“Why does this crap always happen to me?” “Because you have the mouth of a sailor and the impulse control of a raccoon in a candy store,” she replied, dead serious. “Okay, rude. But accurate.” She suddenly snapped her fingers like she’d just solved world peace. “Wait! What if you say you were quoting Shakespeare?” I stared. “Shakespeare. And what play, exactly, has the line ‘Fuck you, shit’ in rapid-fire succession?” She shrugged. “A modern interpretation?” “I’m gonna modernly interpret my foot into your shin.”

“I backed them up, your family. Every time they shut you out? Every time they denied you something? I agreed with them. Because you never deserved it.” He was unraveling now, every word more vicious than the last. “You were always defective. Always begging for validation. A parasite with a pretty face.” I turned slowly, the suitcase forgotten. “You’re insane.” I tried to stop my voice from trembling with rage and anguish. “I’m honest,” he snapped. “You know why people left you? Because they saw you for what you are. Even Mrs. Davis—don’t pretend she’s in that hospital for anything other than you.” I gasped in horror as he looked at me crazed , the grin stretching even wide as he laughed “oh?

Sloane's Pov “What do you mean?”my voice was low,he dragged his leg lower down the next step. “Sorry,I got caught up with that crazy figure of yours”he mouthed and roughed his hair. “Crazy?Does that sound like a compliment or the latter?” I was quick to ask because girllll… What if crazy means out of shape? What if it means a bad figure? What if it means he likes what he sees? “You've got a dangerously attractive curves, don't dare me in the open, I'd forget all formalities or the fact my dad got together with your mum and make you cry in my bed”