My subconscious hates me...
I didn't sleep very good last night, mainly because my brain decided to destroy my self-worth and scare me half to death. Thanks.
I won't describe the dreams in full detail, cause it's boring as hell to read. (when aren't my entries boring as hell to read?)
1. I was back in high school. And every guy I spoke to rejected me, even if I didn't have feelings for him. The worst part is, my brain added a friend of mine, who I have a slight slight tiny crush on, and his was the cruelest rejection of all.
2. My mom, brother, and I were all living in an old house of ours, but we're the ages we are now. My mom was cleaning out the closet under the stairs when she called me over. She pulled out these two huge boxes.
In the first box, was the body of a little boy. He was perfectly preserved. I freaked out cause he looked just like my brother when he was little. In the second box, there were the bodies of two little girls. One was my half-sister and the other was me. At this point, I just started crying because I didn't understand how my brother and I could have died as toddlers, but still grew up. I mean, our bodies were right there. (The other was my half-sister, but since I don't know her, there is no emotional attachment.)
This is the creepiest part, in my book. I screamed at my mom, "What the fuck is this? Why do you have those?" "For when I die, we can all be cremated together. You'll never leave me that way."
Thanks brain. Thanks a lot.
I won't describe the dreams in full detail, cause it's boring as hell to read. (when aren't my entries boring as hell to read?)
1. I was back in high school. And every guy I spoke to rejected me, even if I didn't have feelings for him. The worst part is, my brain added a friend of mine, who I have a slight slight tiny crush on, and his was the cruelest rejection of all.
2. My mom, brother, and I were all living in an old house of ours, but we're the ages we are now. My mom was cleaning out the closet under the stairs when she called me over. She pulled out these two huge boxes.
In the first box, was the body of a little boy. He was perfectly preserved. I freaked out cause he looked just like my brother when he was little. In the second box, there were the bodies of two little girls. One was my half-sister and the other was me. At this point, I just started crying because I didn't understand how my brother and I could have died as toddlers, but still grew up. I mean, our bodies were right there. (The other was my half-sister, but since I don't know her, there is no emotional attachment.)
This is the creepiest part, in my book. I screamed at my mom, "What the fuck is this? Why do you have those?" "For when I die, we can all be cremated together. You'll never leave me that way."
Thanks brain. Thanks a lot.