Days 22 and 23.
What makes me different to everybody else.
I’m not entirely sure, to be quite honest. I am always being told that I am weird. And as much as I embrace the weirdness, I do sometimes wonder what the fuck makes ME so weird compared to everybody else. I have come to the conclusion that it is my thought patterns, which result in my words and actions, obviously. I think so much that I sometimes wish I was a man - I probably wouldn’t analyse everything if I was. There is not much I don’t notice when it comes to how people act and react to me. I read into everything and as much as I might say I couldn’t give less of a shit, I really could. It’s obvious from the way I think about those small observations to the point of making myself sick. This is why I stress and worry, also. This is also why I should not smoke weed - It traps me in my own head and doesn’t allow me to make conversation. I just sit and observe, and the thoughts just go on, and on, and on. Enough to make me crazy. This is not conducive to social situations. ALSO another reason why people tell me I’m weird, I think. I should come with a warning sticker. Besides that, like everybody else, I look different. =P
Something I crave a lot.
My worst craving has got to be sex chocolate.
