Uh yeah, so i'm just going to quickly throw this one out there cuz i'm like freezing cold and need to get stuff ready to go to institute and then to work. but. as some of you [who are following me on twitter.com] may know, i have a really really scary dream last night.it was like at 4:30am. well ..
[tho i know i wont remember all of it, here's what i do remember]
It all started at a subway station, in my dream it was either south station or downtown crossing, and there is like this giant mass of people waiting for the train to come, well... shoot how did it get all started? i dont remember i think this lady just up and smashed a peice of glass that was around and took a hand sized piece of it and started screaming and cutting her self fast and carelessly and she would be approaching people and start cutting them. and then as if it was some sort of disease this other lady with crazy blonde hair and scary dead eyes grabs a peice of this glass and starts slowly and deeply cutting into herself. and i'm like scared to death, i dont remember what i was doing, i was going to try and come up with a way to save everyone [cuz thats what i do in my dreams, is save ppl] uh but the best way i could come up with was brute force for some reason, and so i tried sneaking up on this lady that is just in this undead human sort of rage and she's all killing people and she turns around and stabs me through the heart. uh i was still alive enough to remember watching the second lady slowly continue to cut herself inbetween killing people. and she was saying something. shoot what was she saying. oh she was saying something like... "purge the hand that bleeds, ... Purge the bleeding life..." or something like that. she said the word purge, and in my mind i was like wth? so in my mind i did a google search and found that in my dream this word "purge" means like to cut gashes in that fashion all over the body, idk. it was really messed up, and very vivid and very so much NOT pleasant. i was all afraid to close my eyes again because i didnt want to finish the dream, and worse... i didnt want the dream to turn more personal. so. yeah thats why i twitted at 4:30 in the morning, cuz i was trying to keep myself from thinking about it as i tried to go back to sleep.
Twitter.com/Nathaners
i'm going to get ready for everything.
brrr
i'll ttyl
[tho i know i wont remember all of it, here's what i do remember]
It all started at a subway station, in my dream it was either south station or downtown crossing, and there is like this giant mass of people waiting for the train to come, well... shoot how did it get all started? i dont remember i think this lady just up and smashed a peice of glass that was around and took a hand sized piece of it and started screaming and cutting her self fast and carelessly and she would be approaching people and start cutting them. and then as if it was some sort of disease this other lady with crazy blonde hair and scary dead eyes grabs a peice of this glass and starts slowly and deeply cutting into herself. and i'm like scared to death, i dont remember what i was doing, i was going to try and come up with a way to save everyone [cuz thats what i do in my dreams, is save ppl] uh but the best way i could come up with was brute force for some reason, and so i tried sneaking up on this lady that is just in this undead human sort of rage and she's all killing people and she turns around and stabs me through the heart. uh i was still alive enough to remember watching the second lady slowly continue to cut herself inbetween killing people. and she was saying something. shoot what was she saying. oh she was saying something like... "purge the hand that bleeds, ... Purge the bleeding life..." or something like that. she said the word purge, and in my mind i was like wth? so in my mind i did a google search and found that in my dream this word "purge" means like to cut gashes in that fashion all over the body, idk. it was really messed up, and very vivid and very so much NOT pleasant. i was all afraid to close my eyes again because i didnt want to finish the dream, and worse... i didnt want the dream to turn more personal. so. yeah thats why i twitted at 4:30 in the morning, cuz i was trying to keep myself from thinking about it as i tried to go back to sleep.
Twitter.com/Nathaners
i'm going to get ready for everything.
brrr
i'll ttyl
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