saw a roach last night before i went to bed, promptly freaked out then threw myself into bed (thankfully elevated a few feet of the ground) and shut off the lights and attempted to fall asleep while trying to get images of the roach growing three feet and attacking my in my sleep out of my head. now it's not dead and i can't find it and neither can my mom and i'm so paranoid that every time i enter a room i scan the entire floor for it before walking in and jesus. two inch bug is making me so uneasy in my own home. damnit. i hate bugs.

roach 1, victor 0.