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that girl ,I knew that I couldn't take that trash from anyone and I could do whatever that I wanted with anyone and even this am on a low no one dares to go against ,I still get what I want at all cost and I just don't want to believe the fact that she would be the first person to ever say no to me ,the thoughts of it was making me go insane already . "That bitchesl "I cursed under my breath hitting my hands on the steering and parking at the corners so that I don't get an accident . I was breathing so hard from thinking of it alone and I was beginning to think that I was going insane,I just didn't understand why this had to be me all the time ,did I really have to be in the kind of confused

For some reason, I felt like he was being straight with me. "Yeah. Afraid so." "Then what is it?" I whispered. Somehow, I knew what he was going to say. "Eventually, we all go insane." There. He'd said it. I was a psycho. I could feel the truth of his words. I'd rather die than go insane. "Is there a cure?" My voice wobbled. "No. Afraid not. But there used to be a certain individual who could temper it, kind of take the edge off, so to speak. Unfortunately, she ran away."

“Technically, that might be true, but Albert Einstein had a different definition. He said, the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Living in Minnesota was our insanity. You were going to school; I was going to work. We kept doing what we had always done and neither of us was getting any happier. Neither of us was truly moving on from losing your mother.” “Why do we have to move on?” he asked in a quiet voice. “I don’t want to move on.”

Gets louder and louder by the moment until that insanity finally comes to the surface, as he screams laughing in between the following curse words. “Sanity? Oh, please! Tell me all about it as I do not know a damn f****** thing about that s**** word. Insanity? Oh, hell yes! That is me and is all about me. I love that word as I love the ring unto it as it pays me to laugh this way and turn my life in this perfect living hell, I never believe I could ever have. Damn those f****** people and in my original world who did nothing but to step unto the weak and take everything of what they think they can just because they are rich and powerful. Damn is this life which I hated and love, as I love ga

One asks, leaning his arms against the icy metal. “It’s not that I want to die.” I hiccup, tears falling from my lashes and freezing against my cheeks. “It’s just that I don’t want to live if this is all life has to offer… and I’m afraid that this is truly all there is for me. I have no reason to believe otherwise.” I shake my head forlornly, “they say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over but expecting different results. So I would be crazy to think I can keep meeting the sun each morning without inviting more heartache… wouldn’t I?”

“Reason is through logic, logic is where the heart feels least pain. Influence of heart on logic is a previous game, all insane. All world that copies the other is insane, just not sane enough to be praised. Escape, escape! What’s followed as a trend will fully escape. Then shall you reach your designated place, not destined place, ever again. Amen.” “I would like to talk to mentally ill people. 'I would like to explore their imagination.' Maybe they have some ideas for a long life which you and me don’t have hands on. Life forgets me before I learn to remember. Life isn’t easy for me. Why do I love people with more difficulties? Why are there more people with difficulties increasing? Well!

“You would think this demeanor that you've kept on is meant to protect you from me but it won't. I know you better than you know yourself Audrey. And this right here is the perfect definition of Madness. You don't even know what the f*** you're talking about any just come here ranting bulshit. this is you being stupid. This is exactly what I keep telling you about. This is exactly why I tell you that you are much lower than us. Your f****** work less. you are…” “ I have heard of those insoles before. I have listened to them and crammed them in my mind. but that's not where my question lies. and I certainly have not come here to listen to you beat about the bush. You know what I'm asking you

“Uh… you okay?” “Okay?” I repeated aloud, louder than I intended. “Yeah. Totally okay. Fine. Fine. Not fine. Great. Terrific. Absolutely fine.” Why do I even talk to myself? I sound insane. Wait… I am insane. Totally insane. Lord Jesus. He raised an eyebrow. “Right. Sure. Totally normal, Isla. You always talk to yourself when you’re sane.” I huffed. “Shut up, Rico.”

“With your emotional intelligence, you’ll never get ahead. Now, go burn the trash, and don't let me smell it.” The man was dumbfounded at the impossible task. This seemed more like harassment than a genuine task.

For this Madman said to be able to use words to turn an ordinary person into a serial killer, everyone is very afraid of the heart. Not to mention his bizarre dark green tattoos and other bizarre legends about him, which make it impossible to take anything he says lightly. Even though Bonnie was always yelling at him, she felt guilty. When Madman said it, and it was directed at her, she could only muster up the words "crazy" and then slam the door and walk away.