he exists. he exists.

I saw him. 

the ticking in my head just keeps getting louder and I'm tired too so I'm really grumpy all the time but at least I know I'm not going crazy now.

mum found about the clocks. she doesn't know it was me. good thing none of them were valuable heirlooms, just crappy alarm clocks and a couple of wall clocks around the house.

fucking ticking.