Sunday, November 28

of dreams



dreams are just weird. the people in them. the things done. it's a merry-go-round of weirdness and the ride doesn't stop till you wake up.

i hope that i'll forget last night's. or at least have it not be remembered so vividly. it's troubling.




"if i was stronger then i would tell you no
if i was stronger then i would leave this show
if i was stronger then i would up and go
but here i am and here we go again"