Wednesday, August 12, 2009

I Don't Like the Drugs But The Drugs Like Me...



I had a dream Saturday night about him.


In my dream I was outside smoking. Mike walked by and I said Hi and Mike's friend said "He's pissed at you." I was like "Why?" he says "I dunno why don't you ask him." So as Mike walked passed by again I asked him why he was pissed. He replies with, while he sits down next to me, "Do you really want to know why?" and I said "Yes."

"You know that canvas you made. What would you do if it was me?" he says.

I replied with "I would catch you." And then he kissed me.

A deep, wanting, longing kiss.

I woke up so fast and got up out of bed so fast that I couldn't function the rest of the day.

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