Jul 06, 2005 14:16
there could quite possibly be something wrong with my state of mind. i cannot understand why i enjoy challenges that only make me sick. to want something so badly that i cannot have, then when i get it i won't want it anymore. move right along. maybe schivo didn't have that bad afterall. what i'm really saying is i think i'm in love. i think i'm in love with misery. the irony is that it's almost comforting. yet i would rather fall asleep with someone as opposed to just being alone. i don't get it either, and i probably never will.
i had a dream the other night involving freddy krueger. i think i was hanging out with my friends in the dream and i randomly said "you know, if kruger ever tried to attack, i'd just shove my thumb up his ass." and magically someone turned into freddy and, but a mix between old school freddy and new nightmare freddy. and he tried to kill me with his knives....so i shoved my thumb up his ass. and he backed off.
i really need this vacation.