I've lost my mind, I'm completely insane. Everything is to normal there is no magic or mischief, and the thought of seeing another picture perfect family gives me headache. Nothing is perfect everything in life is supposed to be one gigantic mess of flaws, mistakes, and raw emotion, but everyone tries to cover up their flaws with makeup and lies. One scar can be gone in an instant, but that won't take away the one in you're heart. So according to society I'm crazy, completely insane, but I'm starting to think that it's better to be crazy than to be normal.
