The wide-eyed wanderings, magical journeys, and extremely strange craziness of my dreams.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
August 30th, 2011
So some evil guy had kidnapped my mom, and they were across the street in the yard next to the mailboxes and the trees. The evil guy told my mom he would let her go, but only if she shot me. So she started shooting at me but missing on purpose, and so I ran away to my neighbor Fred's house and hid in the basement. Then my mom escaped and the evil guy got into the back of an ice cream truck that apparently was jail. Then he escaped and got a bunch of evil people to come get us and they surrounded the house and it was scary and then I woke up because I was scared. And then when I woke up and I was half asleep and my half asleep self thought these words: why are you awake right now? what is going on? self, go back to sleep. That's what I thought to myself. Apparently I refer to myself as self now.
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you are a loser
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haha you commented no comment. fail.
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