My room smells of axe body spray. My house is boiling hot. Not that its a bad thing, it is late winter. There are footprints outside my window, but they start in the middle of the snow, and they lead to my door stop. Thats fucked up and scary. Almost ghostly if you ask me. Well if I do have a strange ghost in my house, it would be the best company I've had for a while. Imagine a ghost following you around everywhere you went. I wouldnt be scared really... unless it could physically harm me. I would be like "hehe bitches, I'm being haunted." I've been confused lately, I've got everything going for me, I've just done europe with my best friend, I've got an awsome girlfriend whos fajitas are to die for, and my family is keeping thier ground. But there is still something thats bugging me. Something thats itching inside of me. I dont know what it is. No amount of alcohol could subdue it, so I'm assuming its not loneliness. Well... with that said... I'm going to browse elliots site for pictures. Ta ta, bye bye...