So I had a dream last night...

[LCK]

It's the first dream I've remembered in a while...


I was walking down the street on my way home around...let's see, I'd say 10:30 at night. I was nearly home when two of my friends suddenly appeared riding bikes, making circles around me. It was my friend Zach, and his ex-girlfriend Amber. I'm not entirely sure what happened, but he made me angry, so when he rode by me, I grabbed the handlebars of the bike, and basically pulled the bike out from under him. With all laws of physics in tact in this dream, he fell to the ground with force, and possibly got a concussion. He freaked out on me, started yelling and screaming, and punching me in the face. Next thing I know, my dad runs out of the house with a baseball bat yelling "wat the fuk is goin on here".
   When I saw him, I started crying. Crying with no end. He's been dead for eight months, and I could have sworn this was real. I just couldn't stop crying. I was happy, and completely shocked, and horribly upset at the same time. Kind of weird to experience all those feelings all at once. He did nothing but stand in the same position, and hit the baseball bat into the palm of his hand the whole time. Every time I looked at him, I cried more.
I took a quick glance at my friends, and they were just laughing at me, calling me a ", dumbass, queer" and so on. It was kind of unbelievable to me. Makes me kind of hate them right now. I know it was just a dream, and I know they would never do that to me in real life, but still, that bothers the hell out of me.

It's not necessarily a completely over the top, outrageous, interesting dream, but I felt like sharing it.

[The artist formally known]

my dreams are always something way fucking retarded. like the one where i ate my own penis for example