As I sit here waiting...

Because I come from New York and don't trust people with my stuff, I sit in the laundry room and wait to switch the loads.

It's also more realistic today, considering that a thousand people are waiting to do their laundry since a ton of machines are broken and everybody waited to do it at the last minute.

I don't want my clothes to be sitting in a heap somewhere getting all dirty when I just washed them...

Anyway, creepers need to stop. I can't handle it anymore. Honestly? I've been 18 for less than a month, and they're already making actual moves now.

This can't happen. I legit need a body guard or something.

Any offers? I can pay in paintings and food!

11:56 pm

Creepers really need to stop. It's gotten worse and I feel exceptionally violated. I don't understand why anyone would think it's okay to write a letter like that to someone who was half their age (and a MINOR) when they met, and apparently feeling that way the entire time... UGH.