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I wonder
I wonder if the sickness we call insanity is as simple to understand as we make it out to be. I mean we have people to tell us were crazy so they can make money. I don't take medications but I've been told to go talk to a shrink or there's a medicine for that or there's a treatment maybe we're not the victims of others maybe just ourselves the others don't count unless we count them. Sometimes we call it strange or uncaring or cold hearted Idk maybe it's just a realization of something I haven't figured out maybe I'm all wrong and my rant is a jumble of nothing and garbage I'd love to think that everything is perfect with the suicides popping up. The victimization of people Who aren't victims and those who are and get ignored isn't that crazy? Maybe it isn't I mean society says everyone can't be helped then a shootout happens and we blame people saying maybe we could've helped them. Maybe in truth smthey saught help and got none in return.... Sorry just a runaway thought and More than one
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