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I had two of the strangest dreams lately.
Dream one:
Katie, Aleica, and I are renting an apartment. Except its not an apartment, its a huge condo/studio with cement floors and a bar, lightly lit by little blue/violet light bulbs at the top. The ceilings are high above our heads and Katie has somehow got a hold of two babies, except theyre not babies. They're babies that grow from one cell into a real human being, quite quickly, and they are held in a sealed pouch until they have fully developed. We bought babies. As if I need anymore anxiety, I get a baby dream. Not only that but the babies were adorable. I fell inlove with one of them. I watched it grow. The other one, I somehow hid in my butterfly bowl and Katie got mad at me because the babie got resin all over it. Cut to:
Dream two:
Dont feel like explaining at the moment.
Why is that acid is associated with retards? First its the broken door, now I'm watching Degrassi: The next generation and some fucktard, a tard of fuck, decides to take acid and jump off a bridge? Who does that? How much acid does one need to take to do something so obviously stupid. Fuck "the N". Fuck acid.
I really want a boyfriend. I really want to lose myself to another person, or is that, in another person? I mean when you've lost all your friends to their boyfriends, what else can you do? I mean, how well will anyone ever know me? And does it matter, if even the ones you thought would never lie to you, are constantly lying, if you lie to someone else for a lifetime to promise security? I mean, really whos honest anyway. Honesty is so passe.
"Do you like amercan music?
I like american music
Dont you like american music baby?
I want you to hold me
I want your arms around me
I want you to hold me baby
Did you do too many drugs?
I did too many drugs
Did you do too many drugs too baby?
You were born too late
I was born too soon
But every time I look at that ugly moon
It reminds me of you"
Dream one:
Katie, Aleica, and I are renting an apartment. Except its not an apartment, its a huge condo/studio with cement floors and a bar, lightly lit by little blue/violet light bulbs at the top. The ceilings are high above our heads and Katie has somehow got a hold of two babies, except theyre not babies. They're babies that grow from one cell into a real human being, quite quickly, and they are held in a sealed pouch until they have fully developed. We bought babies. As if I need anymore anxiety, I get a baby dream. Not only that but the babies were adorable. I fell inlove with one of them. I watched it grow. The other one, I somehow hid in my butterfly bowl and Katie got mad at me because the babie got resin all over it. Cut to:
Dream two:
Dont feel like explaining at the moment.
Why is that acid is associated with retards? First its the broken door, now I'm watching Degrassi: The next generation and some fucktard, a tard of fuck, decides to take acid and jump off a bridge? Who does that? How much acid does one need to take to do something so obviously stupid. Fuck "the N". Fuck acid.
I really want a boyfriend. I really want to lose myself to another person, or is that, in another person? I mean when you've lost all your friends to their boyfriends, what else can you do? I mean, how well will anyone ever know me? And does it matter, if even the ones you thought would never lie to you, are constantly lying, if you lie to someone else for a lifetime to promise security? I mean, really whos honest anyway. Honesty is so passe.
"Do you like amercan music?
I like american music
Dont you like american music baby?
I want you to hold me
I want your arms around me
I want you to hold me baby
Did you do too many drugs?
I did too many drugs
Did you do too many drugs too baby?
You were born too late
I was born too soon
But every time I look at that ugly moon
It reminds me of you"