nuttso insomnia dream number 3 that happened to creep into my hourandahalf of sleep...
everyone was a zombie and we ran to hx's house and i had to shoot all my friends in the head so i wouldn't be zombied but then in the end i pussied out because i didn't want to live in a zombie world running for my life until forever because my defense moves don't compare to alice from resident evil, even when visions of sugarplums dance in my head, so i shot myself as the room was filled with the undead eating my innards.
le sigh...
how long til i'm normal? never? okay.
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