I'll hopefully post details about it soon (or at all), but I believe that I am in the beginning stages of legal insanity. Maybe. I honestly still don't know, and I could either be delusional right now or I may be more insane than I'm letting myself to believe.
But if I'm correct, this could be the starting moments of what might ultimately lead me to a mental institution. I might be wrong though (I certainly hope so - I'd like to have my arms unrestrained thank-you-very-much).
I might be insane. Ever expected that from me? Probably yes.
I might be completely insane. I don't want to go to a mental institution though because they tie up your arms and legs and if you have to scratch your nose you won't be able to which won't help your condition at all. I don't like those places as a result.
I fucking hate Valentine's Day. Whoops - sorry, wrong date (that's actually for a future post).
I'm insane. Maybe legally. Plain and simple.
Insanity. Such bliss. Such horror. Such complexity. Such simplicity. Such such such such.
I'm insane. I think. Maybe. I honestly don't know.
I might explain this in a future post. MIGHT. Until then...
- siggy
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