"Hello again," The girl starts, sitting in front of you once again.
"Do you think I'm insane?" She asks, looking your face over.
"People who are insane... they don't know they're insane," She tells you.
"But what if I know I'm insane? Am I still insane?" She asks.
"People who are insane think they're normal. I know I'm not normal, they told me so." She explains. "So am I normal now?"
"People say they're insane, but I know they aren't," The girl shook her head.
"They don't... think insane. But do I think insane?" She asked.
"Do insane people think?" She asks another question. "I don't know, do sane people think?" She asks.
"I don't know insane and sane, I don't know what I am," She told you, sitting back in her seat a bit.
"Do you know sane and insane?" She asks you.
"Do you know what you are?" She asks another question, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Are you insa- no, are you sane?"
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Lulu's Book Of Rando Rants & Weirdness
RandomBeware, you're about to enter the rants of a weirdo girl with her oppinions and idiotic things. This book is full with pointless chapters, horrible spelling and gramar and overall weird Lulu sadness. (That's a special type ofsadness that's slightly...
