Your Normal is Just an Illusion (A Laughing Jack Fan Fiction)
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Last published Mon, Dec 18, 2017
Who am I? What is normal? I dont know anymore...
"Normal is just and illusion. What is normal for a spider, is chaos for the fly."
The quote seemed to go through my mind too many times before I went crazy.
I've now realize that the spider is Jack and the fly is me...
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