Before I forget, I have a few things to let off my chest.
You're a hypocrite.
The other one's an unsympathetic asshole.
As for me, I'm just fucked.
I haven't been feeling myself, I need coffee to make me happy.
I have no balance, what the fuck is balance anyways?
I wanna relapse.
So last night was my first memorable lucid dream.
Started off with a bunch of the party crowd+Jeff at a subway station, I believe Rosedale?
Everyone's waiting at the wrong side, as the subway on the right side approaches, Jeff, Alexx, Genevieve and I hopped on. Then Jeff and I got off at the next stop to get everyone else. We lost everyone by the end of it. Then I'm at school with my old grade seven teacher. I didn't have the envelope needed to get my mark, so my teacher was about to fail me. I got very frustrated, and began using vulgar language (which btw, I never do with adults). Next thing I know, I'm in a doll house? Well, I can't really recall what exactly I was in, but it was some type of house. Next thing I see is a creepy looking blond doll. I talked her away from me while laying on the carpeted ground. From my right comes me.. From my gymnastic days. I'm leaning right over myself. I felt somewhat comforted. I kissed myself :s WTF. Then I vanished and came back the doll. She threatened to stab me in the eye. Then I woke up fully conscious. I said to myself "I get it!"
Due to my vulgar immature language, the doll was representing that immature part of me, and how I'm killing myself on the inside over it. However, I should still love myself, because everyone has flaws.
Anyways, then I went back to sleep, and that's when I was lucid dreaming. I was ready to do it all. I came across cocaine and heroine, I did it, no guilt nor shame. I took advantage of my dream to use, I liked it.
That is all.
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