Its my life, don’t you forget.











{September 10, 2008}   I’m terrified to live

I am.. I mean, i just want to know what would possess someone to cause physical or emotional harm to anyone on purpose.

Why are there shootings, and murders, and gang bangs and rapes and all of that. I mean, really.

I’m terrified everytime i get in my car to go somewhere. Everytime i’m home alone. I’m afraid to go out at night.

Life is so short. i dont want it to be wasted because some dumbass decided he wanted to kill me.

also; my grandmother is dying and im kindof emotional right now.

fun.



{June 24, 2008}   Sex

And lots of it.

I had the weirdest dream last night.

about shopping at a local discount store with my boyfriends family, and finding a bunch of gameboys around the store (later to discover they were planted there to see how many people would turn them in or keep them). and then about these 3 guys that wanted to kill me and my family, they kept popping up in my dream. You know how you usually have a dream, then another, and another? they just keep going into each other? well this was one huge constant dream with different plots happening the whole time. There was a point in the dream where i had found a whole bunch of lost treasures, and i went to go return them to lost and found, but the store was closed (but i was still in the store) and this girl was there with me, (i think she was my best friend or something) and she starts puttin the moves on me! :| that went on for a while. then we heard someone in the store so we went to go look, and i turned around and she wasnt there anymore. then my boyfriend was there just kind of walking around and i ran up to him and said “I want number 16 right now.” and he asked what that was, and i showed him a sexual positions book i found. it was this kind of rockingchair motion, its hard to describe to be honest. anyway, right when things were getting good i hear my moms voice telling me to wake up.

GAH.

she ruins everything :/

there was also some weird ending with the badguys…. like i got them trapped in my house and i had them on tape and voice recorded saying theyre plot, but it was like a suspenseful horror movie. they killed everyone but me in awful weird ways., but i was scarred…

so a dream about bargain shopping, creepy homicide, and odd sex fantasies…. peculiar, dont you hink?



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