Insatiable hunger for stimulation

i am crazy, or so i’m told. i don’t believe this is a negative statement, only a reflective one, to fact that i’m extremely uncensored and unsympathetic, i’m awkward and full of quirks, i’m unafraid and bold, boisterous and animated, violent and protective, a pothead and doer of mischief.

the way i see it, i’d rather be called crazy and a weirdo any day of the week than to be told i am the same and predictable. because lets be honest, all you swag infatuated, get fucked as much as possible to feel wanted, spend money you don’t even earn on shit you don’t even need cause that’s what cool kids do, sociopath, narcissistic, attention pigs, aren’t very attractive to me. probably, because i’m crazy and very much not like you.

all im trying to say is…i know i’m crazy, i’d like to find some one who’s crazy too, so we can not be like anyone else, together…that’d be really cool i think…