Is.. anyone reading this? I have been so lonely for the past few weeks.
I.. I am not sure what has driven me to this. Why I am here, locked up in my house. I only left after dark, to do some shopping. Easy food, noodles, pizza, you know. It is not like I can not cook. I just... I just do not feel like to.
It has been quite the mess lately.
You should see my bedroom. It's a mess. I have been leaving all the dishes around, same with the packaging, left overs, everything. One mess, rotting. I have grown attached to the smell, it is, for me, one of the few things which remains stable.
I guess my room reflects my life.
I opened up the curtain
