I am having a bipolar night. How does one define that, exactly? You can't, exactly, because bipolar is so many things to so many people. You have your drama queens, your introverts....this meaningless label fades into that one. To me, it is that which prevents me from functioning in "normal" society. It's the random bouts of sleeping, the insomnia, the intense emotions only I seem to feel. I'm dysfunctional tonight. Secretly, do normal people wonder what it it is like to cross certain boundaries? I can say I've been to hell and back, and know it to be true. I hate all that bullshit about madness and genius, though. Mad geniuses are never geniuses for long- we burn out. No one can keep holding their soul to the fire forever.
This always gives me the giggles. Fare-thee-well, Goblin King..............
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