@TimmyJake Craxiness defines who we are. Uh-huh. *nods head in weird way* How on earth can you have a phobia of hitting your head on hard objects? That must mean you'd find my head-hitting habits creepy!
Nah, they aren't creepy in the slightest. Actually, during your wall banging fits, I just get a bag of popcorn ready and enjoy the show! *Nods head in craxy way* Craxiness is what we are. It defines us perfectly.
“Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.
I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.” — Richard Siken