November 2010
5 posts
Your thoughts still bring flowers for my brain.
You know that feeling when you’re about to cry? It feels like you’re trying to swallow a golf ball; your adam’s apple is getting twisted into torture while you try to bribe your tears to stay where they belong. I’ve had that feeling for about… six months. I hate blogs for this particular reason, though. Those who use them are branded as having “too much...
Another dream.
I’ve had a lot of odd ones since my last post, but I’ve been a bit lackidasicle with posting. Tonights one wasn’t as warped but still… weird. It was like multiple ones in one dream sequence. These are the bits I remember:
Me and Andrew Jenks (from that MTV show. I want him to bare my children) were dating. We were going on this trip with all the schools in my area. The...
“Life is really weird, it’s the only thing in the entire world that you...”
– Sam.
Drooling vibrations in an empty room.
I’ve been having really weird dreams. So, in going to start writing them down. The dreamjournal V2.0.
Dream #1
I was talking with my friend, and she kept pausing and staring at me in the middle of her sentences. I finally caught on, looked down and noticed there were small incisions in different areas around my body (usually where the joins are connected). I thought “Oh, shit. Maybe...
Yah' caught me.
So, I come to Tumblr today because, quite frankly, I forgot how to think. For the past few days i’ve felt like my mind has been slowly deteriorating. Not so much in a “Fuck this. I’ve snapped” type of way, but in a nicely wrapped package of modern day dementia. I’d like to start this next sentence with something like “I always over analyze”; but,...