12*16*01 Don't you see what you did wrong?
I cannot keep having dreams like this, the ones with horrid content that rob my sleeping self from energy when I wake. Indeed I am sad now, tired too, more than anytime I have been recently. These dreams of rape, infidelity, heartbreak, and mental tourture have to stop because they are breaking me and hurting me where it hurts the most: my heart. But I can't ignore the revelations that come to me in my sleep because there is no conscious mind to contradict their wrongdoing(s). Time for studying, where I can fry my mind loose to penetrate it with more useless crap.
regress /progress
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