wow2, hahah, lame |
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wow2, hahah, lame |
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Everything was black. I couldn't feel, I was completely numb. And then I realized my eyes were still closed. I was still dreaming..the loss, the drugs, the money. But part of me was awake. Trying to get out. I jerked my head up and opened my eyes wearily. Talk about a nightmare. This was the worst. I groaned and strained to see in the dark, he was lying beside me. Still safe and so alive. His shadow glowed. So brilliant, and I almost forgot my dream. Almost.
"Morning sunshine." I nearly screamed, he was awake, but I couldn't tell, or even notice that he was looking at me. "I had a bad dream.." "Tell me about it." "Well, you see, it was so real, so..detailed and.." So there I was talking to Jay at 5:30 in the morning, telling him what I dreamt of and in a way, releasing all of that made me feel..clean. Like I was redeeming myself. Jay just listened, silent as ever. It seemed like he was thinking. Who knows, whatever goes into his head stays there. He never talks to me about what he's thinking of. And I learned to accept that the past three years. "So what you're basically saying is that I was killed by someone I might've been associated with because of drugs and weapons?" "Uh..I never thought of it like that." It's true, the whole ime I never tried to figure out the reason he died in my dream, why he had drugs in those bags and why I was being arrested. Goes to show you how absent-minded I am sometimes. Unlike me, Jay thought way ahead of everything. -------------------- Yeah, it sucks now, right? You so wish I didn't finsih it. Ha, it's not done yet. Um, until WOW3? Lame x] |
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*My Cinderella.* |
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Looking forward to WOW3. I still wanna know whether he was associated with them or not.
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