Hmm.. yeah I just took a hot bubble bath. oOo so relaxing. I'm still adjusting to this home alone at night thing. Any little noise I hear I'm freaking out. Before I took my bath I went up stairs to my room and as soon as I walked in I got an overwhelming feeling that I was being watched. It made me VERY uneasy. I don't know. The upstairs hallway always scares me. I'm glad my room is right at the end of the stairs. Ehh I'm just paranoid. It skeers me tho. :( I'm tempted to bring a dog inside but they're gonna just piss me off and wake me up early. I don't know. Lately I've been really struggling with my mind. It's like a constant battle that can't be won. Last night I just broke down and cried myself to sleep. I'm not really sure why either. I've been getting so damn frusterated so easily. Dumb things are irritating me and then I get pissed of at myself because I'm getting stupid over little things. Invisiblity has taken over me. A shadowy deliruim cloaks my soul, grasping it tight with its dead boney fingers. Confusion spreads like a disease, masking the truth and all branching paths. Nonexistant. As time grows heavy it seems as though my soul vanishes from the eye. Falling away as another shard crumbles to the ground. Hollow tears blackened from mascara and eyeliner trickle down, evaporating before they trickle down a pain stricken face. For some reason I'm scared of the world turning its back on me, but its back is already half casted towards me. I've fallen in place inside its shadow. What is there left? Paranoia is sinking deep into my cracked heart. I've never felt so alone. Are we alive and dreaming, or dead and remembering?