You know what's weird. I get jealous of people. Okay, now that's not really weird, but I swear there's a weird part to it. I get jealous of people's lives, and not the lives they live outside on the street, or whatever, but I get jealous of where people LIVE. Like, their houses, their apartments, whatever. A big part of my day is spent dreaming about being other people, and what it feels like to live where they live. Like, when I go over friends houses, I get jealous of where they live, and I think..what if I lived here? I think about all the normal stuff I would do, throw parties, watch movies, whatever. Its fucking WEIRD. Maybe its because