Mood
I'm relapsing.
Shit. Fuck.
And here I thought I was so much more stable.
How narcissistic and self-indulgent of me.
Of course, insanity is inherently self-indulgent.
And, yes, I do feel the green tide of madness rising up to swallow me again.
It's up to my brainstem. I can feel it.
I think that's why my brainstem has been aching so much for the past couple of weeks.
What?
Oh, the whole "green" thing?
Well, what color would your madness be? Does it color-coordinate with your fingernails, your hair, the color of your cubicle?
Besides, avoiding the red tide of madness is always important.
Red means blood. Red means death. Red means testing how true your friends really are...would they help you hide a body? Well, heck, you never know until you try.
So, seriously, what color is your madness?
Shit. Fuck.
And here I thought I was so much more stable.
How narcissistic and self-indulgent of me.
Of course, insanity is inherently self-indulgent.
And, yes, I do feel the green tide of madness rising up to swallow me again.
It's up to my brainstem. I can feel it.
I think that's why my brainstem has been aching so much for the past couple of weeks.
What?
Oh, the whole "green" thing?
Well, what color would your madness be? Does it color-coordinate with your fingernails, your hair, the color of your cubicle?
Besides, avoiding the red tide of madness is always important.
Red means blood. Red means death. Red means testing how true your friends really are...would they help you hide a body? Well, heck, you never know until you try.
So, seriously, what color is your madness?