Deam Johnny
Originally I wasn't going to post this, 'cause I'm not one to put myself 'out there' emotinally/insecurity wise, but I'm trying to work on that so...
So last night I had this weird dream. I was at this wedding thing. I think I was in Puerto Rico, and I met this guy. We got along real well, we danced and everything. Then my parents were all "You can't hang out with him, grr-ness!" and true to myself I was all "f you!" So we met up agin and stuff.
I don't know, it felt nice.
Hmmm, I wish my dreams wouldn't shove my insecurities in my face...
It was really... I don't want to say sobering since I think it's the wrong word, but it's the onl word that comes into my mind.
It was almost like running into a brick wall. It stopped me, and forced me to look around. And I haate it when that happens, 'cause I can't see anything good. Almost like tunel vision.
this feels different from a funk,
Johnny
So last night I had this weird dream. I was at this wedding thing. I think I was in Puerto Rico, and I met this guy. We got along real well, we danced and everything. Then my parents were all "You can't hang out with him, grr-ness!" and true to myself I was all "f you!" So we met up agin and stuff.
I don't know, it felt nice.
Hmmm, I wish my dreams wouldn't shove my insecurities in my face...
It was really... I don't want to say sobering since I think it's the wrong word, but it's the onl word that comes into my mind.
It was almost like running into a brick wall. It stopped me, and forced me to look around. And I haate it when that happens, 'cause I can't see anything good. Almost like tunel vision.
this feels different from a funk,
Johnny