Wednesday, March 18, 2009

good hurt

I dreamt that my sister died
I cried everytime I thought of it

I dreamt that I told my parents she died
But they didn't believe me

I dreamt that I was running away from tornadoes with someone
His/her face was so unclear
We were running for our lives, forever

All I remember was that I teared alot, in my dream


Hmm.. too much drama.
Must cut down on texting on the bed and then falling asleep @ 4 in the morning

I miss you

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