paranoia

there is a voice inside my head, speaking to me from somewhere around my right ear.

it tells me little things throughout the day and i can't always discern whether or not these things are true.

i listen anyway.


yes, i am a voyeur. 

but i don't want to be watched.

and yet here i am, making my presence known.


the internet is weird and big, but a small world at the same time. 


ayyyy it makes me so nervous.

i know, i'll remove my name from that side bar... that will help.