w . t . f
So, I was with a bunch of people in the mall, just kind of sitting around and waiting for some thing, when I spot this girl a few yards away. Small, black hair, dark eyes. A few of my friends warn me that she's not to be trusted. That she has an addiction problem, and that I should stay away from her. Some one mentioned that she knew Tako and Amanda.
But after a while, I got bored, and went to talk to her. She said that she felt so bad, because she'd really like to be good friends with Tako and Amanda, but she was addicted to some thing. I said that maybe she should go to AA or NA to get some help, and get her self back on her feet.
Than she said that she wasn't addicted to alcohol or narcotics.
I asked her was it was she was addicted to. Her reply?
Pictionary.
I felt so sad for her. I touched her arm and said how sorry I was, like it was the most serious thing that I had ever heard of.
But that's all that I can remember from that dream.
PEACE
-Nikki
ps. ...wtf? Pictionary? Why? Who the fuck is addicted to a board game. Oh, oh, wait! People like this.
YAHTZEE!
But after a while, I got bored, and went to talk to her. She said that she felt so bad, because she'd really like to be good friends with Tako and Amanda, but she was addicted to some thing. I said that maybe she should go to AA or NA to get some help, and get her self back on her feet.
Than she said that she wasn't addicted to alcohol or narcotics.
I asked her was it was she was addicted to. Her reply?
Pictionary.
I felt so sad for her. I touched her arm and said how sorry I was, like it was the most serious thing that I had ever heard of.
But that's all that I can remember from that dream.
PEACE
-Nikki
ps. ...wtf? Pictionary? Why? Who the fuck is addicted to a board game. Oh, oh, wait! People like this.
YAHTZEE!