blkspring

I had a dream that one of my friends, a 6'-5" gorilla of a man, was a homicidal cross dresser with split-personality that slipped into his alter-ego when called by the name "rosebud". like a hitchcock film, I witnessed him brutally murder someone from a dark window. somehow I finally discovered it was my friend and had to take him out in order to stop the killing. I have no idea where this kinda shit comes from. I can't wait to tell wayne that my subconcious thinks he's a killer man/chick. hahaha.