Obsession. I have obsessive thoughts. I knew that certain things were on my mind a lot, but this is ridiculous. I've have obsessive thoughts since I was little. I usually feel too ashamed to talk about them, though. This current obsession I have seems crazy. It's understandable, but at the same time it's too petty. I feel that I need a life or something. Maybe if my delusional ass could understand what actually happened, then I wouldn't be so damn upset and hurt. Shhhhhhit!