Jun 08, 2006 09:57
That's the first time I've woken up crying.
Had a dream that I was Alan Rickman in his soap opera debut; typical soap-opera things going on, until just before I woke up, when I sprang through a window and cut the one woman I loved really bad with a katana. Wish I could have remembered her face, as I remember she was rather pretty. Anyways, she was bleeding pretty bad, and I was kneeling next to her, realizing what I had done; I apologized, kissed her on the forehead, and then put her out of her bleeding misery.
I know you're never going to read this, Anna, but it's the thought that counts, right? I'm sorry for the mean and hurtful things I've said. I'm just tired of being hurt, being ignored, and being taken for granted, so I did something about it. That part, I don't regret.
anna,
dream