[I'm seriously going to ram my head against the wall until it cracks upon so my writers' block can slip out of my head]

The name's Crazy. Or Love. Or Crazy crazy love. Or craylove. Whichever you prefer. BUT I prefer Supreme Motherflappin' Sexy High Majestic Khaleesi of 69696912345 Shiprealms.

You walk through the darkness, seeking the light at the end of the tunnel. You narrow your eyes, yet the only thing that can be seen to you is blackness. Black like a bottomless hole. Black like peaty soil.

As you feel your legs starting to give way, you reach the end of the tunnel, gasping and clutching your stomach. You smile, and put one foot out of the bright entrance.

A hand grabs you and pulls you forward. You gasp again, fearing the worst, and shakily look up.

You see a short Asian girl with dark hair down to her shoulders. She has glinting dark eyes with long lashes, and a cocky smile. Her skin is slightly tanned, and she is not particularly pretty. You decide she can be trusted.

She holds out her hand. "I'm Crazy Crazy Crazy Love." {THE TEMPTATION TO ADD 1234348324324789 MORE CRAZIES IS BARELY CONTAINED}

CRAZY'S RULES TO LIVE BY :

-SHIP EVERYTHING

-WHEN I SAY EVERYTHING, I MEAN EVERYTHING.

-EAT CANDY LIKE A DROWNING MAN WOULD GULP IN AIR

-BINGE WATCH TV SHOWS INCLUDING SHERLOCK, DOCTOR WHO, VAMPIRE DIARIES ETC.

-WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS GIVE THEM TO YOUR YOUNGER SIBLING TELLING THEM ITS CANDY CUZ THE LEMONS R WAAAY TOO SOUR AND ACIDIC LIKE WHAAT

-LOVE ME

-THE LAST ONE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE

-ITS IMPERATIVE