Go Crazy Memes Novels & Stories

"What's there to be shy about? Come on. I'm taking you somewhere way more fun. It'll be a million times more exciting than your little toy!" "Huh? Where?" I quickly got up, eager to know. Abigail batted her eyelashes and gave me a mischievous smile. "It's called... the Crazy Show." Crazy Show? What on earth was that? I was confused, but Abigail kept going. "Joan, honey, you look amazing in clothes and even better without them. With your body and your face, you'll have everyone at that place fighting for your attention! When we get there, you'll have as many men as you want. Trust me..."

His kind of crazy is the kind that should be medicated. One other time, a con artist tried to sell me magic beans. Honestly, I didn't know what I would do with those. Become Viola the Giant Slayer? Not that I believed him though. Three pick-pockets, one mugger, five homeless people, two money-doublers and four drunks later, it seems as if I have seen it all. Until tonight, that is.

Gathering my courage, I snapped my eyes shut and drew in a deep breath, then a scream ripped out of my ribcage, “You crazy soulless, psychotic, daughter of a bitch! You're devoid of humanity. You're completely and utterly insane, and your actions are a perfect reflection of that. You're a few screws loose, and, amazingly, you've made it this far without totally imploding. Your level of crazy is off the charts, and it's honestly terrifying to be around you. (Of course it is, I can't believe I haven't wet my pants.) You're so mentally unstable, it's like you're a ticking time bomb waiting to go off. (And that time bomb is fucking tied around me.) "You're a walking disaster, and your craziness

This cute lady was ruffled at the waist with her eyes fixed on the door. "Damn Mendez! If I hadn't bought that private jet your company produced, you would have gone bankrupt!" Feli cursed. Shortly after, she hit herself on the head. "What was I thinking?! Idiot! His company is so big, he definitely won't lose money just because one person canceled the purchase of the private jet he produced. Arrrhhhhggg!!! I'm really going to go crazy soon! I hope this mission is over soon before I go completely insane in this country!" Feli walked over to pick up the cloth she had thrown while grumbling.

My Not Sister Hiro I’m crazy. I know I’m crazy. Everyone knows I’m Crazy Zen—and not in the chill, meditative, herb-sipping way. Insightful as my brain forces me to be—in the most disturbing, inappropriate, and irrelevant ways—social awareness and cultural norms didn’t exactly get installed during the reboot. I’m fine with it. I really am. At least I really was before this.

TESSA I open I*******m first, and my world implodes all over again. The video is everywhere. Reposted, shared, turned into memes, reaction videos and compilation clips. #TessaFail is trending. #FatGirlDown has over a million views. Someone has auto-tuned my sobs and turned them into a remix. But it's the comments that really destroy me: "LMAOOOOO this is the funniest thing I've ever seen" "Imagine being this delusional about your weight"

There were another few dozen texts, all along the same lines and starting around the time I’d met Zane. Could they be from Scott? Maybe. They might also be from anyone else whose name began with “S,” or any other letter. You couldn’t tell anything from online names, except sometimes that someone had a sense of humor or when they put their ideology in their name, like KillAllHumans142. I went back to my main feed and found a photo of Jordan giving his brief speech, along with a few-dozen comments about his age and declaring him attractive. It seemed harmless. It was there, however, that I found a meme I greatly disliked. It showed my face on a white wolf’s body with wings. The wolf was also d

She’s dumber than I thought. Love makes people do crazy things — that much I know. But this? This is madness with sprinkles. Stealing condoms … okay, not that … but faking DNA tests, drugging, raping, killing fetuses, plotting with murderers, shooting friends. Someone should hand these people a referral card to a psychiatrist’s office and lock the door behind them. “You clearly cracked your biscuit somewhere,” Lee sighs, his sarcasm wrapped in sing-song sweetness. Somehow, he makes crazy sound cute.

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"😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 Ohh God please stop.. my stomach hurts like hell... Well I sorta Just imagined a kid version of you kissing a monkey... cute.. freaken cute I tell you." My face was burning at least I was making her smile like she did me. "I'm glad you're laughing. Thought you'd think I'm crazy..." She quickly responded: "I don't think you can go crazy... unless a Chris Brown song comes on.. then God your body would go crazy... that I know." I smiled like an idiot and my phone vibrated.. a text from my best friend. Bestie: Emergency 101... I fucken need you dude.. log in in w******p....