the freaky dreams are back
Last night was the corker.
It was actually really pleasant, just weird.
I was walking around the town I mostly grew up in
( I went to something like 8 schools all over the place) with my best friend Reg (where are you anyway?)
But everywhere we went was overgrown by 5 foot high grass and despite recognising everywhere as...
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not full of self pity or anything.
don't be sadddddddddd
I don't know what else to say.
you know that time, when we ran into each other at the corner store, and you were all "hey, you wanna come to my place and watch SLC Punk and eat doritos?" and I was all "sure" and then you had the cheesey kind instead of the cool ranch? so I left? and you chased me down the street in these giant moose head slippers?
that was a pretty silly night.