After having 3 of the most terrifying sleep paralysis incidents last year, I haven’t had one since. Until this morning. It’s 4:30 in the morning and I’m up for the day. I don’t want to go back to bed because I’m afraid to. Last year, I refused to go to sleep without my boyfriend coming to bed with me. He has a habit of falling asleep on the couch because it’s comfortable, but he promises that he’ll be coming with me tonight.
I hate this. I jump at every stupid sound and I’m so damn tired.
you guys i opened a door to let the dogs out and a fucking spider ran across my foot inside and then i was screaming and my mom dropped a plastic bowl on it to not let it run away and then it fUCKING GAVE BIRTH ON THE FLOOR IN THE BOWL AND THEN WE WERE BOTH SCREAMING
WHAT DO I DO
ITS STILL IN THE BOWL AND ITS JUST HAVING MORE BABIES
IT DROPPED MORE BABIES
MY DADS LIKE GASSING THEM WITH SPRAY AND ITS STILL GIVING BIRTH