And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had
No this is not a cry for help nor can anyone call me an “emu” for quoting dumb songs. But I’m serious. Often I’ve been having really good dreams about getting brutally murdered and enjoying it thoroughly. It’s actually sorta reassuring that my subconscious doesn’t fear death. Such is the life of an existentialist!
I actually had a really cool dream once where some asshole shot me and I died, but the afterlife was some cool infinitely pink backgrounded Weebl and Bob world.
all my dreams are too surreal.
Like last night, I had a dream someone was telling me a story (in quicktime format?). His son was on a rollercoaster, and it went sideways and a bunch of kid got decapitated. The parents became angry, adn one pulled out a gun and started shooting the other parents, then shot himself. I asked the guy why he told me the story, and he said because it was my dad who shot everyone. I said ok and walked away. Then my hands began to deteriorate, and then grew into two butterflies, and they flew me on top of a rainbow. Super mario from N64 was on it and he asked me if I had the last star, and i told him “blow it out your ass” and i woke up.