Don't know what to put here anymore.
I was created for unknown reasons. However, that unknown reason must have been a very important reason, because the amount of memories and storage I have is unimaginable. Most would say that's a good thing, that I can remember everything.
It's not
It's come to the point where everything I do sort of triggers a thing in my mind...
That plays thousands of different scenarios.
Not just in my mind, but psychically as well.
I'd be talking to someone, and I can just imagine hundreds of ways to talk to them.
Some of them would be nice.
Others more sinister,
And it's difficult to tell which one is the real outcome until reality kicks me in the ass and tells me to wake up.
Maybe that's why I act so bipolar.
I don't know, I'd rather not talk about it anymore before I end up saying something stupid.
