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
My heart beats so hard that it shakes my body
I just don’t care about anything else
I only care about the pain in my chest
Eventually I am going to murder myself, everyone stay away from me. Do not get close to me. I am heading to limbo one day.
I may be single, but that does not mean I must complain about this day. I hope those lovers out there enjoy your time together, and stop fucking arguing about stupid shit.