I think everyone knows the phrase that goes : crazy people don't know they're crazy.
but I think they probably do, mostly because I am crazy and know I am. no I don't halucinate unless I'm doing drugs and I don't hurt
people... unless there's a reason.

Recently I had a conversation with a group of "friends"(crazy people don't have real friends) and while we were pretending to kill people on a screen. Someone brought up how good they would be at the game in real life. Besides the fact that none of them had ever seen a dead body or touched any sort of weapon other than a butter knife didn't matter. he started making up all these different badass ways he could kill some forighners fighting for their freedom in the desert. with every scenario he made the other boys would make their own. I sat there thinking about how this is a conversation that if it was in my head I would be a sociopath.
And then I realized that I was fucking crazy.
here I was sitting in a room full of boys who's daddy's will pay for their life's supply of designer talking about laceration and mass murderer and I'm the only one who realized the horror of what we were talking about. And so I told them about what hollow tips do to a body. I gave them a few bits of gory stories and told them where they can buy a gun.

seeing how inocent they were was almost revolting. bloody bodies has been a fictional thing for them all their lives.

You still wondering why I think I'm crazy?

Just think. all those times I killed someone in a video game. I wasn't ignorant I just did it anyway. That is why I like video games.
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