i sometimes think that i have multiple personality disorder. sometimes i can behave like a 9 year old kid, then i look back on it and feel ashamed at myself. sometimes i feel bad for putting my parents through so much trouble but the next minute i just don't care anymore. my brain is chaotic. anyone who tries to read my mind would get a migraine and would need extra-strong panadol. i always think about what i am thinking. for example, i would be thinking: that is wrong. and the second layer of thought would be thinking: "that is wrong," i thought. the third layer would think: how do you know that's wrong? how do you know if ANYTHING is correct? and the forth layer would be narrating that, and so on... sometimes i feel annoyed at myself for liking *some text missing*




*service has resumed* then i would want to beat my brains out against the wall because i know i like him but i can't do anything about it.