I'm in a purging mood. I either need more space or I need to dispose of half my possessions. It's getting ridiculous! How does one person accumulate so much crap? I'm throwing it all away, the whole lot. I can't breathe in here! I have stuff everywhere, hidden under my bed, stuffed in my closet. Crappy containers to conceal more crap that I never even touch. Why do I have this? When is the last time I used this? Or wore that?

I swear I'm not really a pack rat person...

There's a spider hanging out outside my room, just sitting there on the wall by the floor. I'm keeping my eye on it. If it tries to move in here I'm squashing the fuck out if it. For now I'll just glance at it with disdain every few minutes.