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“A good friend bails you out of jail. A great friend is sitting there next to you saying ‘Man, that was fun!’”
I was gifted, but the psychiatrist took away my powers.
I don’t suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!
I’m the kind of girl who will burst our laughing in the middle of a dead silence because of something that happened yesterday.
Your weirdness is creeping my imaginary friend out.
Of all the things I’ve lost, I miss my mind the most
Excuse me... have you seen my sanity... I think I lost it.
Parents spend the first part of our lives teaching us to walk and talk, and the rest of it telling us to sit down and shut up.
Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
He who laughs last thinks slowest.
It is better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid than to open it and remove all doubt.
Her name was Auroura, she was only five: this is what happened when she was alive. Her dad was a drunk, her mom was an addict. Her parents kept her locked in an attic. Her only friend was a little toy bear. It was old and worn out and had patches of hair. She always talked to it when no one's around. She lays there and hugs it, not a peep of sound. Until her parents unlock the door; some more and more pain she'll have to endure. A bruise on her leg, a scar on her face; why would she be in such a horrible place? But she grabs her bear, and softly crys. She loves her parents, but they want her to die. She sits in the corner, quiet but thinking, "God, why? Why is my life always sinking?" Such a bad life for a sad little kid. She'd get beaten and beaten for anything she did. Then one night, her mom came home high. The poor child was hit and slapped as hours went by. Then her mom suddenly grabbed for a blade; it was sharp and pointy, one that she made. She thrusted the blade right in her chest, "You deserve to die, you worthless pest!" The mom walked out, leaving the girl slowly dying. She grabbed her bear And again started crying. Police showed up at the small little house. They quickly barged in; everything was as quiet as a mouse. One officer slowly opened a door to find the sad little girl Lying on the floor. It must have been bad, to go through so much harm; but at least she died with her best friend in her arms.
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