Well, reading all of that information on serial killers and murders definitely did not have the greatest impact on the rest of my day. This is why I plan on sticking to understanding these people’s pasts and what compelled them to become in the mental state that they were in when they began their life in homicide/etc, rather than reading how they went about raping and murdering each individual in full detail.

I feel dehydrated.

My stomach is churning slightly and I feel the need to go to bed so I can get the rest of this day over with.

I really need some new incense. I also need some more distilled water. I want to be left alone. I don’t want anyone to walk into my living space unless it’s Nick. I don’t want to politely laugh at the adult’s irrelevant jokes or comments. I don’t want to hear them talking or should I say, yelling to each other in the kitchen in their foolish tones. I don’t want to smell cigarettes being burned in my backyard or hear doors slam because of the reckless and careless personalities of the people who come through this house.

I’m just in a sluggish and unappreciative mood now. It will pass.

I am tired and I feel sick. I’ve sprayed my throat with numbing spray a few times today and my throat is still soar from yesterday. Not as sore but it still is. I’ll feel better tonight or tomorrow morning at the very latest. I just need some damn good smells in my presence and some time to breathe and focus on my existence.

I think I’m going to check the mail.