Weird Things To Think About Novels & Stories

Now I couldn't help but think all sorts of things that most likely didn't need me to overthink them. I think I'm dickmatized. I let out a deep breath. I hated overthinking; it really kills my happiness! I started pacing the floor. Something could actually be wrong with him, and I'm here thinking about him sticking his penis into someone else! He could actually be okay too and just need a break. I'm going to be so upset when he walks through that darn door! I stopped and checked the time on my phone again. Maybe going to bed was a better option!

Would they think I was about to take a disastrous leap and end my life or would the assumption of it being perfectly normal to sit at this spot and gain some air conjure up in their brains instead? I have been thinking a lot these days. I have been thinking about weird things. Weird things which transformed into psychotic thoughts such as worrying about the welfare of your stalker which could be classified as madness. Well, I guess that's what long-term stalking and attempted tries to take your life does to you, it makes you mad. I haven't heard from him in forever. Forever means a week in my dictionary. I haven't felt his presence neither have I sensed him nor have I been blessed with a gli

But the control is out of my hands. I haven't started this 'note before I die' so that death is feared – I like the fact that we are mostly ignorant to its inevitability. Except when I want to talk about it, and it is treated like a 'taboo' topic that will never happen to any of us. That's been a bit tough. I just want people to stop worrying so much about the small, meaningless stresses in life and try to remember that we all have the same fate after it all, so do what you can to make your time feel worthy and great, minus the bullshit. I have dropped lots of my thoughts below as I have had a lot of time to ponder life these last few months. Of course, it's the middle of the night when thes

It felt like I am venturing through a maze, a treacherous place, but instead of monsters, it's full of shitty clowns and weirdos. I can't escape their incessant and relentless chuckles, no matter how hard I try. They're everywhere, mocking me, making me feel small. It's like they're some kind of parasites that I badly want to crush between my fingers. Sounds crazy, but I am being honest here. I meant it when I think about these disturbing thoughts.

I see dead people who passed away many years ago. But I have realized many things and regret things I did or didn't do in life. There are more important things than worrying about what I'm going to wear today or they are sure to talk bad about me. That's not worth anything, it's not worth wasting time like that. There are more important things like love, being brave, facing fears, saying what you feel, being yourself. These are difficult things but they are the main thing.

"This would be a pretty weird hallucination, don't you think?" "I would have thought that all hallucinations are weird." "Okay, good point," he said. "What do you want me to tell you?" "I don't know," Natalie responded angrily. "I don't know what to think about anything anymore. One day I'm going along, working, everything's sane and rational. Then the next day all the things in science fiction, horror flicks, and the recent romance with non-human things craze are all real life. Am I really supposed to believe I'm currently talking to a werewolf?"

My thought had reached the point where I knew that I had to do something about it if not it would do something to me. "Why did I have such a weird dream?" I pondered in my mind. I wasn't the type to dream much, much less to dream about Jamal. As I walked subconsciously towards the journalism department building, thoughts flashed through my mind. Thoughts of the Jamal's kids. I remembered the look on Summer's face as her brother took her away from our table. "Stop thinking Methis! It's not your business," I muttered shaking my head as if trying to shake the thoughts off.

Not that that is indispensable, but it is certainly better than the other way. Cali smiled at her own nonsense. The pandemic took us to places of the mind that we had never explored. It was strange, but the truth is that with so much time to think, it was not surprising that people did crazy things, like abandoning defenseless dogs at night or fighting over toilet paper.

Surely, those are the things that will make you feel tired that you can't even think of anything else other than those things. 'It seem to be a good way of dealing problems' Oliver laugh at his thougts. If you can't do anything to solve it since it is a situation where you don't have the say about it, then the only solution you can do is to not think about those things. Oliver took out a deep sigh as he think of those thoughts. But then he was quite surprised to see a certain number of different vehicles that are parking in the very same place of the path. He frowned his head as he think of the reason why they're doing that.

should I be worried? Should I inform Amber about it?". "Hmm", I said. "indeed, obsession will make you do crazy things".