Conor doesnt have to die, Kacy

May 31, 2005 03:47

I had the strangest, saddest dream EVER last night. It was like, this action-packed drama of a dream that occured in less than 20 minutes... amazing. I was in this big deserted warehouse, and Conor Oberst, the only boy who I let make me sad, was there with me. Surrounding us were these ugly, scarred gangsters and mob-types with guns and shit, and they were interrogating us for something, I forget what now. Anyway, I said something to piss them off, and they started chasing Conor and me up these metal stairs, and then started shooting madly. Conor, in the dream, pushes me down and covers me with his body, as the gangsters proceed to pump him full of bullets, and he DIES... SADNESS. Seriously, I remember I was so sad in this dream, it hurt my soul. After that it was a mad escape from the bad guys, stumbling around the city bleeding or something, and trying to explain to the people in the Japanese, for some reason, hospital, that I need them to help me bring Conor back to life. Weird. I woke up and I was like.... aw. Wtf. Now I'm sad. Haha, just goes to show Kacy... Conor and I will be married, fool. Analyze that one, beyotch!
..........Why do I have dreams like this?

HOLY SHIT AKJFKAJSDFKA........ A STATIC LULLABY, JUNE 9TH, HOT HOT HEAT, JUNE 20TH!!!!!! AAHHHHHHHHH!
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