Sometimes, after hours of thinking about something, I'm left with only a few words....but these few words have the power to remind me, second-by-second, of the hours that I spent thinking about it. I don't know if they'll mean to you what they mean to me, but I would like to find out if they do.
crazy in love, actually
Why is it fun to act crazy, when it feels terrible to actually be crazy.
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