Going Crazy Novels & Stories

Savannah Anybody with eyes and a functioning brain would call me crazy at this moment. Why the hell am I bouncing and humming an old Disney track in the middle of work, on a hot Monday afternoon? Weird, I know. There's heads shooting backwards over seats to peep at me from different angles. And I bet some of my coworkers are thinking I'm insane at this point. But honestly? I couldn’t care less. Let them think I’m insane. Because I am—insanely in love.

His words tumbled out of his beutiful mouth sounding harsh in my ears. I felt like something had struck me flat knocking me on the ground,nobody ,I mean nobody have ever called me a moron,I immediately hate him and withdrew all the compliments I had thought of him. He wasn't an angel but a dick wiessel. Yes,a dick wiessel. “Are you crazy or something” He spoke again this time looking at me with disdain . “You are the one who is crazy ” I suddenly stated before closing my mouth as the fabric of reality struck me,he was supposed to be my boss .

The experienced interrogating officer, maintaining professional detachment, pressed harshly: "Then what? Did she call?" He spread his hands in an exaggerated gesture, performing a pathetic solo show. "She called! Crying her eyes out, snot and tears all over her, calling everyone! And you know what? Hahaha, the funniest damn thing I've ever heard! Nobody believed her! Either told her she was scamming them or just hung up on her annoying ass! Tsk tsk, even called that big-shot brother of hers. You know what he said? Told her if she wanted to die, she should hurry up and stop bothering people!" "CRASH!"

Mom asked, sounding confused. I quickly bit down hard on my lip, fighting for control as I gasped out an answer. "Oh, it's nothing! I just… I accidentally stubbed my toe." Before she could say another word, I hurriedly hung up. Uncle Mike's movements grew more aggressive, and I couldn't stop the cries from escaping me. It was the sound of pure ecstasy, as if years of pent-up desire were finally being set free. Every inch of my skin was tingling with the rush.

I'm full with the joy of spending this weekend with this beautiful and wonderful people over here. What matters is that we all are together at last.we are " CRAZY BEAUTIFUL US"

) Vampire was unamused voice responded as if she knew that Mad wouldn’t be happy about it. Mad clicked his tongue, “who the fuck let my cute little sisters alone without supervision?” He could hear the under voice, ‘ugh, I know it will be like this.’ (They are under my supervision. Focus, Mad.) Crazy answered in his annoyed voice. It was his everyday voice, by the way. “Ah, okay.” He scratched his neck awkwardly. “Anyway, the passage is fairly complicated. Please hold their hands.” (... okay.) Crazy was a bit fiddly about it.

"Her boobs wiggle with every wave I made. The whole room was filled with grunts, becoming noisy, hot, and intense. My agitation quickened. I was stunned by the strange pleasure. "Ahh! Ahh Uuhh! Shit Natalie your so tight, love." I whispered as the bed continued to move, and the situation became more and more exciting. The climax was on its way, and my grip tightened on her leg. Fuck.

Cara is used to crazy, after all, she is crazy and her dreams are crazy. Cara once dreamt of being a pilot, quite ironic considering the fact she hates heights. Crazy talks and crazy words are no surprise to her but this bomb dropped on her is beyond bonkers. "Wait let me get this straight, you want me to get fat?" Cara does not know if she should be offended or threatened. Was this his grand plan to make her pay for the scene she caused?

I burst into a deafening cry that echoed in every corner of the room after saying those words. "You're angry with me! Everyone is angry with me! Is there really no one who loves me?" From crying, I suddenly laughed again. "Love? Is there even such a thing?" I said, sounding crazy. "Hahaha! There's no such thing! No one loves me!" If someone else were watching me now, they would surely think I was really crazy, which is true because I've been crazy for three years now.

I was worried that if I delayed a moment longer, something might happen to Yvonne, and Nash, the lunatic, might seek revenge on me. Recalling Yvonne's stunned expression just now, I couldn't help but burst into laughter.