Wonders why I'm triple posting.

Seems that I'm having torrents of meaningless thoughts running through my head.
And I'm writing all this out of being unable to make sense of any of it.

Seems that I need doses of bittersweet things again.

I have grown ignorant of some things after realizing others.

Shame grows as I realize more of my imperfections.

But why does pride grow when I have nothing to be proud of?

Needs an editor.
I can't stand having to explain my posts because of ambiguity.