I Dont Know Whats Going On.

My Mind is still toying with me, all my dreams are so good they are nightmares when i wake up.
and i have no idea what to do about it.
A teacher of mine, Vikky said that dreams are a way of our intuition which we ignore telling us that something is wrong-but-i still have no idea what is going on.
Before i leave, i'll update this blog with a faggy poem i wrote:

its Alright, it just doesnt seem very.. balls'y.

When I Laid With You,

The Sorrows of my Mind and my Heart

Broke into Piece and Piece

Untill they Drifted away.

There I Laid with my Finger Tips in clouds,

With Feet floating,

I too Drifted Briefly,

Living with you, As it was.

Wholly.

Soundly, Satisfied.

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