Cogito Ergo Sum: I think, therefore I am.
I'm told I'm schizophrenic. This basically means that I'm a seventeen year old with very compelling imaginary friends. I 'know' they're 'imaginary', but that sure doesn't stop them from talking to me.
I don't believe Thurman. My parents eat up what she tells them every single time, but I swear to whatever God you want, I am not crazy. Crazy people don't time travel. Not for real. Not like I did.
They might, however, talk to six-foot bunny rabbits. They probably destroy schools because 'the voices told them to'. How many psychos have killed their family for that reason alone?
Cogito, I think. Cogito Frank talks to me, Cogito the world will end in 16 days, Cogito time travel portals appear in our stomachs and lead us to our next destinations, Cogito.
I'm told I'm schizophrenic. This means that I shouldn't always trust what I think. But If I can't think, how can I be sure I'm even alive? If I can't think, what have I got?
Cogito Ergo Sum. I think, but that proves nothing