the morning drive to my clinical isn’t as bad when i’m listening to jinja safari on the way, but now i feel like i should be in a forest…..running around….naked.
for four nights i’ve had dreams about you. in all of them we’re doing different things, but all of them each ending the same way: you telling me you were leaving/going away and that i was going to miss you. i’d wake up for four days feeling confused, weirded out and quite scared. i wanted to ask you about it but something made me hold back. and today i find out you are leaving, for a month.i don’t know what to think. this would make it the second time my dreams about you have turned into reality.
wtf is going on? why is this happening? maybe i’m psychic. or perhaps more like a psycho? hah. lol. but ugh. i’m gonna drown myself in food. a fat, juicy burger sounds pretty damn good right now. with extra extra large fries.
you were right there and i couldn’t say hi. i couldn’t even bring myself to look at you. love’s turned me into a dick. sorry about that.
ughhhhhh i need to stop doing this to myself