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katchin05 - January 7, 2011 4:32 PM - Photo
ladyscouts: The “Accepting Your Crazy” Badge We all have our crazy. And I’m not just talking about constantly refreshing your desired’s facebook page to see if they’re speaking to someone else (that is, like, normal person/socially acceptable crazy), but the deep layers of crazy that we keep to ourselves and only share with our closest friends. Sure, that e-mail chain you started with your friend about how the fish are dying and birds are FALLING FROM THE SKY (I mean, for example) started off innocently enough. But now you are quite worried that there is a secret alien/witch collective controlling all of the birds and the fish. It only stands to reason! How else can pigeons survive in the subway unless, of course, they are not of this world.   And the more you think about it, the more it stands to reason that the reason the guy from the 13th floor with the amazing cheekbones didn’t call you wasn’t because he wasn’t interested, but rather because Mercury was in retrograde when you gave him your number! And things go awry during that period! And now he is just too embarrassed to ask for your number again! So ladies, embrace your crazy. Sing your crazy. Let your crazy run free. Just, er, don’t post too much of your crazy on that desired’s facebook wall. Because people only sleep with the crazy girl once.  She’s totally been stalking me *accepts badge with honor*

ladyscouts:

The “Accepting Your Crazy” Badge

We all have our crazy. And I’m not just talking about constantly refreshing your desired’s facebook page to see if they’re speaking to someone else (that is, like, normal person/socially acceptable crazy), but the deep layers of crazy that we keep to ourselves and only share with our closest friends.

Sure, that e-mail chain you started with your friend about how the fish are dying and birds are FALLING FROM THE SKY (I mean, for example) started off innocently enough. But now you are quite worried that there is a secret alien/witch collective controlling all of the birds and the fish. It only stands to reason! How else can pigeons survive in the subway unless, of course, they are not of this world.  

And the more you think about it, the more it stands to reason that the reason the guy from the 13th floor with the amazing cheekbones didn’t call you wasn’t because he wasn’t interested, but rather because Mercury was in retrograde when you gave him your number! And things go awry during that period! And now he is just too embarrassed to ask for your number again!

So ladies, embrace your crazy. Sing your crazy. Let your crazy run free. Just, er, don’t post too much of your crazy on that desired’s facebook wall. Because people only sleep with the crazy girl once. 

She’s totally been stalking me *accepts badge with honor*

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  1. theiconoclastkid reblogged this from ladyscouts
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  3. katchin05 reblogged this from ladyscouts and added:
    She’s totally been stalking me *accepts badge
  4. pickitupmert reblogged this from dazzlingdelta
  5. dazzlingdelta reblogged this from ladyscouts and added:
    boyfriends who accept their crazy…I need one
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  9. jafalcon8 reblogged this from ladyscouts and added:
    Love this. And I love my crazy!!
  10. joyengel reblogged this from ladyscouts and added:
    Write what you know, you guys.
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