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Today I realized that going mad does hurt if it involves running out in front of moving cars.

I might go mad by the end of these next two weeks, but a little madness never hurt anyone.

Right?

It's funny how my thoughts, unshared with other people, still receive affirmation from some source of media or another. Earlier today, I was thinking about the beliefs described in Moulin Rouge, Truth, Beauty, and Love (all starting with capital letters, of course) and I had realized that even though I can be a cynic, and have not really ( Read more... )