Maybe We’re Crazy. Probably.
"It's amazing how you can write 300 words about nothing, and make it seem important."
I don't think he really used the word "amazing," but it was something like that.
I remember when.
I remember. I remember when I lost my mind.
Sometimes I think I'm crazy. I really do. But I tell myself:
Crazy people don't think they're crazy. Relax, fool.
Maybe it would be better if I didn't call myself names.
Has it been 300 words yet? Music is good because it makes me forget myself and dance. Here's a video full of ink spots and insects. Watch it and see how it makes you dance. Dance with me. I love it when you dance with me.
That was only 147 words. Close enough.