Saturday, December 15, 2012

Worried

I'm already worried about what I do.  I mean, I used to delete things I liked and e-mail like crazy.  I mean, my room should only have a few things.  I mean, my life shouldn't be so scattered.  I know that people talk to her that watch me sometimes through video cameras.  I'm sure that normal people have seen me.  I don't know why.  I guess it's my race.