if a room seems quiet, if the place seems still... hang low and long and she shall come to you
Thursday, September 15, 2005
I dream sometimes
i don't want any more of my airplane dreams. Go away. Shoo. there's no need for you anymore. i'm done with impending doom. my mom, sister and i lived under our house, bad things were going on and she was really angry. I was scared but couldn't find the way out. There may have been an earthquake, it may have been war. And 3 nights ago, i was in a field with planes hovering. It looked like March Air Force Base. These dreams are too frequent, i want them done. Again, shoo fly don't bother me.
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