I killed myself in my dreams last night. Gods it was painful..who would've known. Actually experiencing my own death. Typically my dreams aren't physically painful no matter what it is I'm experiencing. This dream hurt like hell. I felt everything. And when I woke up I was so sick to my stomach I couldn't move. I didn't want to breathe. The minute I convinced myself to roll out of bed, I puked.
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AléatoireJust random things that i randomly write for some random reason or another. Some of it is depressing, some isn't. Most of it is found in old journals. All of it is from my heart. (Also I'm condensing most of my older posts on here all onto this one)
