the driver.

my, speakers.
i encourage children to do bad things.

duele.

i had a dream that i went to school, said all of the right things to Her (dreamed of her, not ----, uh-oh), and it all worked out nicely. i was happy. like, ridiculously happy. content. then i woke up. it was odd because i didn't realize that what i'd mistaken for real happiness was nothing but a falsified projection cast upon me by my mind during R.E.M. sleep. it was odd, i assessed the situation, realized that i was nowhere near as happy as i was when i was asleep, and kinda sank into the couch/depression. it's like asleep, i had everything; awake, nothing. i feel like i lost something, but in reality i'm lamenting over a false memory. geez, i'm sad (two meanings to that one). i've gotta focus on some stuff that's going positive right now, i'm gettin all emo. really though, this facet of my life SUCKS.




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