Woah. Weird Dream.
Last night I dreamt that I was drunk at a party, snorted cocaine, took ecstasy, and went on some wild rampage while standing on the kitchen table about how beautiful life is and about how those who waste it away don’t deserve it.
And then I started making out with girls.
Sort of anti-climatic.
I hope it’s not some sort of future premonition.
In which case, I’m never going to another party, and I’m NEVER touching drugs.
And then I started making out with girls.
Sort of anti-climatic.
I hope it’s not some sort of future premonition.
In which case, I’m never going to another party, and I’m NEVER touching drugs.