ive_been_having_nightmares_again sab dying of a heroin overdose, and noone will help me being holed up in a small take away shop with zombies all trying to get in and the end of the world over and over funny how things i like in the day, the zombies and the apcolypse, are so terrifing at night in my head 060627 ... nom i had a dream about zombies last night. 060627 ... nom technically it was this morning 060627 ... falling_alone no way, me too... then i couldn't fall back to sleep. 060627 ... . sab, how much do you enjoy heroin during the day? 060627 ... sab read the last paragraph carefully, you fucktard 060627 ... . I'm not a fucktard, I'm just curious. You omitted the heroin part. I wasn't sure if it was because it didn't apply at all, or because it applied too strongly. Because you've never struck me as the heroin type. 060627 ... sab it means whatever take the words and make of them what you will i read my words and it relates to me you can read them and find your own meanings in them or not whatever_whatever she softly sang to herself locked in that asylum's sunroom in her head 060627 ... . Okay, the meaning I'll draw from your words is that you feel exasperated and maybe even apathetic. 060628 ... the awful truth i'm afraid of what might have never been and i been trying to just take it on the chin i might say i'm afraid of what you might say to him well, i've been having night mares again. i close my eyes i'm on the beach the waves are roiling red just out of reach i'm walking down a slanted walk i try to scream but i can't even talk. suddenly i've learned to fly i'm soaring up into the sky i see you there with your blonde hair you're letting me just pass you by and then my arms they just won't work and i'm falling back to earth past your arms past your feet it's just the ground that i meet. well i am in the field it is dry as bone i'm searching going crazy from my thirst well there's water there frozen in your stare well i'm yours, honey, won't you do your worst i will lay on down let your arms wrap round let you take me out into the night cause sometimes sleep can cleave well baby don't you leave just hold tight to me while i start to dream and will you still be here when the stars all disappear and the sun comes in shining bright and new will you look at me eyes dusted from your sleep and take my hand and let me know you're there well there is water there frozen in your stare i am yours, honey, won't you do your worst? i'm afraid of what might have never been and i been trying to just take it on the chin i might say i'm afraid of what you might say to him well, i've been having night mares again. 060628 what's it to you? who go blather from