You've Got To Change Your Evil Ways, Baby
I can't really remember my dreams any more. I used to always dream about Katie and how we split up and I'd try to get her back and all this bullshit. I remember talking to you, telling you, "Well at least I dream about her, and I'm with her in another world" Now that I don't dream, I'm thinking, "Maybe there'd snother world in dreams, and I did have Katie, and she left me, again, and that other me couldn't take it, and I just died." I don't know, it could be all bullshit.
I don't know about all the dreams being another world though. I think it's just what we think about before we go to sleep, or just something we have subconciously, being thought out into acts your dream self performs.
I have 2 dreams I remember very vividly. One, I think I've told you before, was when I was at McKeel, and I saw a house on a hill over there, and I went up to it, and the door had lion statues on each side. When I knocked, the lions looked at me, and the door swung upon and it was Ricky Martin. He grew horns and chased me all through the school.
The other dream was I lived out like in Arizona. Like, the desert. And there was this canyon by a town. In the town, I met this blond haired, green eyed girl with a black leather jacket, who I talked to. In the dream, I fall in love with her, but in the end, she falls off the cliff.
I can easily say I have a meaning for this. Love is beautiful and all, but there's dangers that come with it, and sooner or later, that love will die, or you'll just lose it, and bam.
I have dreams with random made up girls alot, last night I had one, but I don't remember it. I just know when I have a made up girl dream when I wake up depressed. I always feel like I seriously knew and loved the made up girl. It's never about sex though...
Actually, I haven't ever had a sex dream. (That I remember) I don't know. Dreams are just like having another heart, and in the end of most my dreams, that other heart gets broken. I could be super happy, but when I dream, I could easily wake up hurt. Then again, dreams can make you feel good. I don't know...
I don't know about all the dreams being another world though. I think it's just what we think about before we go to sleep, or just something we have subconciously, being thought out into acts your dream self performs.
I have 2 dreams I remember very vividly. One, I think I've told you before, was when I was at McKeel, and I saw a house on a hill over there, and I went up to it, and the door had lion statues on each side. When I knocked, the lions looked at me, and the door swung upon and it was Ricky Martin. He grew horns and chased me all through the school.
The other dream was I lived out like in Arizona. Like, the desert. And there was this canyon by a town. In the town, I met this blond haired, green eyed girl with a black leather jacket, who I talked to. In the dream, I fall in love with her, but in the end, she falls off the cliff.
I can easily say I have a meaning for this. Love is beautiful and all, but there's dangers that come with it, and sooner or later, that love will die, or you'll just lose it, and bam.
I have dreams with random made up girls alot, last night I had one, but I don't remember it. I just know when I have a made up girl dream when I wake up depressed. I always feel like I seriously knew and loved the made up girl. It's never about sex though...
Actually, I haven't ever had a sex dream. (That I remember) I don't know. Dreams are just like having another heart, and in the end of most my dreams, that other heart gets broken. I could be super happy, but when I dream, I could easily wake up hurt. Then again, dreams can make you feel good. I don't know...