Madness string 3064

Random mermaid
It always begins with a question. Always. Every single time. That little voice whispers 'Why would they say something like that? Why would they do something like that?' And then it hits like a brick to the face. And then you start asking more questions... and because you're a curious sort you start looking for answers.

Facts are only facts if they agree with me, of course. It is my holy right to always be correct even in the face of evidence that I am not.