i hate being home.

ugh this house is creepy sometimes, i think its just me and my paranoid ass. im always hanging out in the living room but once night comes and nobody is in there with me, i refuse to stay in the room, because there is a giant sliding glass door with see thru curtains, and a second living room near the front door which is pitch black at night, same with the sliding door so the fear of someone looking at me from the window or hiding behind a couch in the other living room. 

god im nuts.

remii