I woke up with tears for some odd reason. And it felt more of a flashback instead of a dream...I was in church as usual, then the thought of my grandpa filled my head. My tears started to flow uncontrollably so I ran out of the room before anyone could see. I guess i settled down under a big tree behind the main building, waiting for the day to end. I guess i fell asleep under the tree and woke up in my bed, reality. (which didn't really happen truth was i cried on the steps for a while cause he died few days beforehand)
Why i was dreaming that? No clue. I'll be fine though don't worry. it's been like what, 2 years? my grandma and dog died for 4 years and i don't feel any remorse anymore....is it cruel, or did they not leave a big impression on me? Either or, imma stop talking about it ok? sorry, to hear the pathetic sob story....i do vent to myself so that i wont go nuts razz
 UnknownMusicmaker · Sat Feb 23, 2013 @ 12:44am · 0 Comments |
