March 2012
188 posts
February 2012
172 posts
I thought I screwed up. Freaking dreams.
Utterly. Totally. Wholly. I was convinced. I thought I had really turned everyone against me and ruined my life and was going to just fall to pieced and die. I was so helpless. Hopeless.
And then my mom was standing over me, waking me up. Wait, what?
It was all a dream?
I hate you, brain. That’s a terrible joke to pull on my sleeping self. I hate you. So much. Oh man. Rage-shaking...
