(no subject)
I had a fucked up dream last night.
I was walking alongside a road
and I got kidnapped.
I don't remember who did it.
I ended up in some huge warehouse
with my mom and sister, and all the kidnapper's
"goons" were looking for us.
He ended up finding them, but
I was hiding in the bathroom.
Somehow a baby got there, and
I heard my mom go,
"The baby really has to go pee."
So I grabbed a glass cup
(the warehouse turned into my house)
and waited so that when the
baby and the kidnapper went into the bathroom
I'd hit him in the face with the cup.
As they approached, I accidentally
hit the baby, but then I managed to
hit the kidnapper.
The baby was dead.
The kidnapper awoke but he turned
into a little girl.
She had a knife, and my mom was like,
"If you don't kill her she'll kill you."
So I found a knife and I started stabbing her.
She whimpered a little but didn't back down.
Finally, I threw the knife and it
stuck inside her stomach.
As she was dying my mom freaked out
and tried to save her.
I said, "Mom, she would've killed me!"
That was it.
Pretty fucked up.
Last night was ahahahaha.
After work I sat with Stacey and Amanda
in Taco Bell and talked for a little bit.
Then afterwords I came home, got online,
and had an awesome conversation with Stacie.
We're pretty much not normal.
I have to pee.
And I'm pretty much
over all the bullshit.
Your poor decisions
no longer impact me.