"In a deep riny winter driving midnight with a spooky cool breeze on your face makes you more freaking spooky with a skidy sports bike on the downtown and the moment you starting trust on ghost sitting back to you drives your drive more interesting than moving trees on the hallway"
And very next moment you find yourself in your wet bed it is most heart releaxing thing of the life that you don't find a moving object in white dress on your head, and the very thing out is a spring season I complain.
I moved out of the bed to the window to make sure if it is raining in real life, unlike the weather in my dream.
Well,I now realize the reality I barely do and I surely sense i surely say is ticking sound of the wallclock with a unconvensed hesitation i glimpse to know the time now i feel today is my lonley good night with a miserable dreams with demons.
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What An Odds!
Fantasyit makes you high with your asshole best friend and with your leftovers pizza in your freezer your vibe catching shampine with a cigarette in your hand. I know it, I think I know you would like my adventures too. Then welcome to my dream world guys.
