it's not that.

i have turnip legs.
and i laugh.
and i get paranoid.
that no one wants my turnip legs.
what happened to security?
i want a sheep in a bow tie.
yes.
all i could think of today was a sheep in a bow tie.
i try to be less crazy.
all i need is one person to be as crazy as me.
then i won't be self conscious.
and paranoid.
and maybe i'll be less crazy.
wtf am i writing anyway?