Ad Multos Annos!
Join Date: Jun 2015
Location: Under your sheets
Dreamed of dying
On my seventeenth birthday, October 6th, a few days ago, I woke up at 3:30 AM, paralyzed with fear. I had never experienced this before. I died in my dream. It was absolutely the most unpleasant experience I have EVER been through because, it seemed very real, when I knew that I was dreaming, and thought like "I can't wait till I share this with someone" but then things turned different. Simultaneously dying during a tragic car crash down a hill, the view started fading white and eventually, I was shifted into a very dark room where I was told by some entities that it is over and I will never go back to where things used to be. I thought I was done. It made me start thinking, worrying, about the things I had done, the people I had offended and wronged. I needed a second chance so bad.
Having known it was only a dream, after waking up horror-struck, I don't know whether or not should I really be concerned. I know I'm bad, I'm a bad person. I'm not afraid of death, because it's inevitable. I'm more concerned of what's or who's coming along with it. I'm just not ready to die...
˝Girls can wear jeans, cut their hair short, wear shirts and boots, 'cause it's okay to be a boy, but for a boy to look like a girl is degrading.˝ーͥ͑̄͊ͣͭ̌̏҉͏̴͇̬͇̳͈͓̲̩̖͈̭͎̼͔͓̠͞ͅÇ̨ͣ͌̐̉̋̔̏̅̐ͫͦͯ̏̀҉̨͚͎ ͎̪̥̪̱̜͙̭harlotte Gainsbourg
˝ وَمــاَ خَفُيــﮯَ گـــَانَ أَعْظَــمْـ ˝
˝Castigat Ridendo ℳores.˝
˝A Diabolo, Qui Est Simia Dei.˝✞˝Chacun Voit Midi À Sa Porte.˝
˝The most unpleasant feeling a man could ever experience is the morbid desire for the unreachable.˝—Perspicacious