It can be difficult to think of how I think of my thoughts or thinking in general. I get confused in my own thoughts at times, and sometimes I let them play me. However, that does mean that I actually let me play me. Scaring me, forcing me, being negative, forcing desires... It is one of those things that will make someone go mad and upset them to a point of hysteria and paranoia. Insanity is more o the word for it. Thinking about insanity. And then thinking of the annoying questions that bother you and give you insanity.
When in that insanity, thoughts become daily. When these thoughts become, more of your reality, and predict your thoughts, it becomes warped. Being a warped person, your personality changes also. For a long time, I have been warped and disturbed. You hate reality, you try to escape it and get out of the hell in this mess. However, humanity, love?
Look, I try to give love, I really do. But at some point, when things were bothering me, all I can think about was the thing I was scared of. That insanity that made a mode into a blood thirst war machine that does not care? Hehehhehe... it is a delightful thought of blood, however, when does that trigger? When does that cross over? I wonder that when I am frustrated, sad, or lonely, and when I am scared. I am but I will move on.
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