resort

I have to blog here for now because I dun wanna lose this thought, and I can't blog on wordpress on my phone, weirdly.

Its really quite crazy, what your mind is capable of. Whether u actually spent time conscioiusly thinking or analysing something. And worst of all, when u have a gut whose feeling is so bloody accurate, or at least proven right too many times, u really hate it, because its not doing u any good. Its juz slowly consuming you, eating into your mind and expending all these energy that you brain has left. This is damn stupid. N its not as if I put a lot of thought into it. The brain somehow juz developed this gut feeling. I know the difference becos I've derived (of sorts?) gut feeling after thinking tru and analysing matters. But this, this is just insane. It just came! I dunno wad did it come out from. Maybe juz too many bad experiences? Maybe its too much stuff inside me that I didn't say? I dunno. But even so, so what? Dear brain, can u please please don't kill ur owner? I really dun want ithis super accurate gut anymore. Its doing me more harm den good. Bah! Can't u go and do something more productive? Sigh. Or maybe ure on overdrive todayz, that's why. Sigh.

Huge sigh. I really wonder, what's there for u to like about me? To love about me, when all that I am is a ball of mess.