m.A.A.d city
Maad alone can mean two things. One is your angels on angel dust, which is like being high on crack and thinking you’re God. The other is your angry adolescence divided, which is like your brain being split into pieces from all the stress.
My dog thinks he’s an angel on angel dust and barks at the mailman like he’s the devil.
My sister’s angry adolescence divided into three parts: math, drama, and eating pizza at 2 a. m.
My dad’s maad alone is like a broken record and he won’t stop talking about his old job.