
I have adapted to reality, it was sad to be shipped to an academy, where I began to act unnaturally, remembered my dormant insanity, it awoke and I began to yell profanity, as I ran around unhappily unaware of a fatality that would show them my mentality which unfortunately was brutality, and under confidentiality I have a generic abnorm-ality, my story starts off lavishly - From the garage acquired some gadgetry and rapidly made a strategy to run over to a pageantry and live my final fantasy where I claimed a girl my majesty, and ran to her room all happily, began to think elaborately, oh no I grabbed the gadgetry, suddenly all the insanity had the devil teach me alchemy, and the potions I whipped up valiantly, in the tub she got in thankfully, as I began to think of atrophy, and sped it up so happily, potions I pour on her gradually, slowly causing a catastrophe, beginning to rethink my sanity, my actions were caused erratically, I sit and think in some type of normality, fuck. this was reality, thought about the academy, and how they'd act so drastically, there was no option now you see, off a building came my end so tragically.