I don’t know what to put on this blog post… hold on, I actually know, it just happened that too many thoughts running out of my mind and those stuffs are not organized. From random shits to the most specific stuffs.
This is insane! I had this feeling and I don’t know what do you call it, but it’s so familiar. Something like living within me for so many times! Was it part of premenstrual insanity or what? I’m not sure.
Sorry if this post is sort of schizotypal. I’m just making it like a free-writing stuff, sort of way. Yeah, whatever. I’m lost! I’m losing my mind! I can’t stand being in one place doing nothing. It’s like a shrink is isolating me in an asylum.
And the other part. I miss Renniel. I miss him so much and the sad thing is I can’t do a thing about it, but keep on missing him.
They said a cup of tea will ease your mind, perhaps overdosing myself is making the effect the other way around.