scary

i was having a deep conversation with myself in my mind about scary places and have come to the convolution that toy museums in the middle of the night would with some few candles lit would scare the poop out of me...

like seriously, all alone in a toy museum at night.. then suddenly a strange noise.


yup that me screaming and running out of the building.






now i have to read something fluffy and cute.

why do i have these mental conversations right before I'm about to sleep? -.-'