apparently people think i'm going crazy. i'd just rather call it "enlightened", but if the shoe fits, i might as well bang it over my head. i mean, fuck yeah i'm going apeshit. there's no ifs, ands or buts about it. at least i can't complain, i'm comfy in my craziness. like a broke in pair of shoes - which, coincidentally i'm beating myself over the head with...

uh... yeah.

i'm not crazy / you're the one that's crazy...