i am 22 years old. i work at outback steakhouse in the infamous "villages," where i sell my soul regularly to retired senior citizens in the area for a good tip. i've written enough of these mini life stories to know that the basics, to you, are probably all that matter. nice to meet you.
content has been created, recreated & spell checked. i think it's pretty obvious where you can find it. lights, camera, action?
lately i've had this really eerie feeling that everything is going to come crashing down, and all it is going to take is one little stupid pebble to trip me.
silly, yes. emo, naturally. but i'm not fucking kidding. i have dreams about people i don't know and have never met. places i've never been to and music i've never heard. how does your mind create people and faces and voices like that? when i have these dreams i am not a part of them. i am watching.
this fairy dream mother i seem to have is fascinating and frightening at the same time.
a friend of mine has really in depth dreams, too, and she has been popping up in mine. more like lingering, really. we rarely connect in these dreams but are always in eyesight.
i don't know what it means, but i think this is why i feel this way. i don't do heavy drugs, either, btw. case closed.