my dream
we were all in this dark, deserted house filled with antique, broken odds and ends. most of us were armed with guns, but i only had a measly dagger. we were hunting wildlings.
all of a sudden, a screaming wilding tore out of the darkness and stabbed me in the gut. he hacked into me over and over again and then managed to chop my left foot clean off. i writhed on the floor, screaming in utter agony and spitting up blood as i tried to keep my guts from spilling onto the floor.
Leo took one look at me and said in a flat, expressionless voice, "Someone get a gun and put her out of her misery" before walking away to continue the hunt.
wow. my dreams have been like this all week. i guess it's my mind's way of compensating for the fact that i wont really let myself get upset during the day.
but don't worry, everyone. you wont get any more break-up livejournal entries from me. because i can assure you that it's never going to happen again.
enough is fucking enough.
all of a sudden, a screaming wilding tore out of the darkness and stabbed me in the gut. he hacked into me over and over again and then managed to chop my left foot clean off. i writhed on the floor, screaming in utter agony and spitting up blood as i tried to keep my guts from spilling onto the floor.
Leo took one look at me and said in a flat, expressionless voice, "Someone get a gun and put her out of her misery" before walking away to continue the hunt.
wow. my dreams have been like this all week. i guess it's my mind's way of compensating for the fact that i wont really let myself get upset during the day.
but don't worry, everyone. you wont get any more break-up livejournal entries from me. because i can assure you that it's never going to happen again.
enough is fucking enough.