they haunt me....

i've killed 3 massive monster spiders over the last while...
sometimes i think that the ghosts of the spiders i've killed will come back to haunt me.. other times i think that when i vacuum them, they gain superstrenth and they'll come back as mutated beings out to kill me...
sometimes, late at night, i think that under my bed is the giant spider overlord... and he's spewing out all the other spiders to get me...
i'm afraid to look under my bed...
sometimes i wish i had voices in my head... so i wounldn't be so lonely...i'd have an imaginary parter in crime...other times i wish they'd just SHUT UP!
sometimes i wish i didn't exist... i wonder what it would be like to be cartoon voice. to be a telephone...a useful inanimate object...
most of the time i wish i had superpowers... i want to fly... and to manipulate things...
i want to wear a hot leather outfit with a cape...
i want to be a writer, writing from home...i want a credit card so that i can live out my days indoors... order stuff in...

random quote: what if you don't have a secret? then you're a lifer, like me...