Immaturity is for the ones in love.

Don't know where the reason of my tendency to acting so immature when love upsets me lies. Whether it's because I'm somehow -desperately- trying to defend myself with the use of adrenaline, or because of something else, that I don't know of. But I think they don't quite get on well with my train of thought. And I suppose I'm going crazy now.

I was never to think of myself acting as such.