Spring break is over. Back to building bridges and skyscrapers out of straws (literally.) At least my parents are coming back tomorrow though. I can't deal with being alone in this house one more day
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whenever i have the house to myself i become aware of how many movies i've seen because they're directly responsible for my imagination running rampant and having these premonitions that a horrifying animalhuman will jump out of my broom closet and plant eggs in my abdomen
i'm afraid of things hiding in my attic, backyard, etc..pretty much any dark place where creepy serial killer types can hide. rationally, you know the chances of a son-of-sam alien baby hiding in the shadows are about as good as me winning the billion dollar lottery, but it doesn't really change things when it's late and dark and the house is creaking.
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