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Aug. 18th, 2005 05:48 amI hate dreams. I hate them I hate them I hate them. And I don't care who makes fun of me, or harasses me, or mocks me for it - if you start a sentence with some variation of the words "So I had a dream last night" I will stop listening. Find someone else. All I want to do is scrub my brain out, because 90% of the time I forget my dreams, but the 10% I do remember leave me scared and shaken and unable to go back to sleep. I don't want to remember my own dreams, never mind being forced to listen to people recount with relish their own.
I read them on LJ sometimes, because in the end it is hard to ignore me friends. But I detest dreams. A lot. And now I'm going to get some coffee and pretend that whole wretched thing didn't occur.
I read them on LJ sometimes, because in the end it is hard to ignore me friends. But I detest dreams. A lot. And now I'm going to get some coffee and pretend that whole wretched thing didn't occur.