Guelph you were magical.
Guelph you gave me a change
Guelph you fucked up my life
Guelph you helped me procrastinate
Guelph you took my ambition
Guelph you fucking piece of shit
Guelph you are stuck
Guelph I was a magnet to you
I am awake now.
Fuck you Guelph.
Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck. You.
There is a point that things just need to happen.
To move forward.
To forget and let go of your mistakes,
I’ve got all the motivation I need.
All I ask is that you join me, and love me as I love you.
How do I always manage to fuck things up?
My anxiety gets the best of me.
I just want things to go back to how they were before.
It was no less than amazing.
I don’t want to lose you,
I can’t lose you now.
I just had a dream that I time traveled through a blood ritual back to the year 1998, Except somehow I was more like 11 - 12 years old. I tried to convince people that I was from 2012, but it was near impossible. I had my iPhone with me but it seemed that nobody could even see it but me.
My old dog was just a puppy again
My dad had his beard
My neighbors didn’t hate me from too much partying
I had spent the entire dream setting up ways to convince people when I went back to my time that it was real that I did this in 1998, then I wake up.
It’s difficult to remember everything about my house, my friends, and family back in that time, but somehow it is clear as day right now. It’s cool to know that some memories just stay in your mind, and need to right state of thought to reach them.
The biggest nostalgia rush I have ever had.
Welcome back 2012