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last night, i had a scary dream. it won't mean anything to you all because it has nothing to do with you. i remember crying in my dream but no tears would come out, but i woke to find my face and my pillows and my hands drenched in my own tears. must have really effected me. i have the cottage to myself this weekend and i haven't seen a soul. ive just worked. kinda lame. i need to go buy more coloring books. ive colored mine empty. late night upon late night sitting up trying to wind down. last night Amelie helped...because i didn't have any more pages to color. tonight, i will probably watch her again. and wake up to see people who don't really care.
stop by starbucks if you, too, are bored and alone.
love.
stop by starbucks if you, too, are bored and alone.
love.