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I just woke up from a strange dream. I was standing in a supermarket, staring at flashbacks. Every time one disappeared, the next would come right after. It was of my parents and my brother and I. It went through all the years, us looking smaller and smaller, my parents looking younger. it came to one where my brother had blonde hair and a soccer cut and his laugh was booming, facing the frozen food, touching it. then two cats came racing down a shelf. they were our two kittens we had while younger.
it was just fucking weird. felt like a dying dream.
Last night I went out with Jess and her Drew guy. we went to sidetrack, sticks, and woodruff's. Jess was wasted and I was tired. the workers took a case of beer from the bar before locking up and we went upstairs to hang for a second while we finished ours. plus it was lame because everyone was too drunk to even know what they were saying. I made Jess drop me off at home, like she had promised. and I fell asleep at 4am. I just woke up at 5pm.
Everything on me hurts. my ears, my back, neck, feet, stomach, arms. heart.
I don't even want to explain how the other two times I went out yet. but for future reference: birthday bars, bonfire, and party.
time to get ready to start again.
I want to go lay with her.