Everything's laced.

Feeling: burned-out
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I am having awful nightmares. I couldn't wake up this morning because of them, so I missed school. And I really don't know what to make of it. I had such a sleepover yesturday, that the whole day of school seemed like it was constantly airing on the side of caution, that everything was this ficticious jumble of people and their faces and what could be going on in their lives. Their faces are looking different even, hard and scared, full of negative emotions instead of these laughing faces. Iris' look chizzled and rough full of some kind of fixed anger that they carry for every kind of person. It's so weird to watch them. People are changing I think and they're changing the wrong way. No one likes to touch or kiss or sing or laugh openly anymore. It's scarying me. That and my dreams. I mean, what the fuck do they mean? One of them was a reoccuring image, i've had it before but like what the fuck does it mean.
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