What a wicked dream

I had the strangest dream last night. I was at my mom's and Don(the guy that used to beat me and was a wife-beater, no doubt he hit my mom a few times) showed up. Then we got into a huge fight, and I got knifed and I was able to stab him once but he ran off full of life, and I followed after but found myself in a Six Flags and I climbed up a roller coaster track all the while knowing that Don was up there and I wanted to get him. I've wanted to get him for the past few days actually. While I was climbing up I knew that there wasn't the side track/platform that the workers normally went on if the ride got stuck, the track was red, and I saw the next set of people on the ride take off and realized they would hit me, AFTER! I saw that I had no where to go because the hill went down to much or it was going up to steeply. Anyway, I jumped off, almost as suicide, it was like a 40 foot drop, as soon as I jumped I was hit by the cart and I started to cry out and then I hit the ground and started running. I found Don on the beach my mom lives nearby to and we finished the fight. I got killed. So did he. I committed a suicide attack to take him out. Weird, eh?​

 

Ive always wondered. Why have half your text orange, half black?

 

-looks at lamp on desk, burns wrist- Really?​

 

Because after a certain time every orange, no matter how sweet, goes rotten.

 

woh that was deep

 

That's what she said.​

I just had too.

 

Ba-Zing

//invisa-fillerz//

 

Bow-Chic-A-Wow-Wow-Ooo-Chika-Wow-Wow​

 

Very... uh.... creepy dream! :D Kind of random too. O.o

 

I know. But lately I've been getting more and more paranoid about this guy. My mom said she saw him the other day and I'd love to tear out his guts. But I know my mom is protected, her boyfriend now is an ex-marine. He's like so cool, and strong, but better than Don.​