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I HATE remembering my dreams
I changed my mind. Never remembering my dreams is a fucking good thing.
I dreamed that my mom and my best friend were killed. Because people thought they knew something about a treasure or some shit like that. And I remember thinking that I had no one left to live for-- and it was the first time in a year that I dared to hug my dad. And he hugged me back, but he looked empty. tired. I remember thinking that I didn't have a clue how to tell Kin's dad. He already lost his wife and now I had to tell him he lost his daughter too, and if I had not invited her to stay it would not have happened.
I wanted to get revenge, but i was afraid to break down before it happened-- especially because i would have to bluff them and i couldn't do that when bawling my eyes out, but it was the only thing i felt like doing. Then we followed them-- i think Hataru was here. Or maybe Viny. Her/they comforted me, but they were crying too. I remember begging them not to go back to Paris, not to leave me alone. They promised me to stay but I knew that they'd have to go back eventually.
And we followed the mystery men on an island. And other people were dead. other friends.
Lady was in a fox shape( or maybe a poodle? she was a curly-haired fox) and they had injected her with some stuff to make her talk and then hanged her on the wire fence. She was so tiny. I managed to untie her and then i walked around to find clues, hugging her body against me. I didn't want to go to the other side of the wooden fence because i knew there would be more dead people I knew. Or maybe I went to see, but if that's the case, i've blocked it out, and god but I am glad. I can still see the fox with her tongue lolling out.
I don't fucking know what treize was doing there, but I know he was, and if he was with the bad guys, then I'm going to hurt him so bad in all the fics I can write.
What really got to me was the feeling of despair. It was so real. I'm still crying.
Fuck.
Now i gotta go to work. Just hope my eyes aren't all puffy.
And here yesterday I thought dreaming of my computer gutted and my mom kicking me out was the worst nightmare I'd gotten in years.
I dreamed that my mom and my best friend were killed. Because people thought they knew something about a treasure or some shit like that. And I remember thinking that I had no one left to live for-- and it was the first time in a year that I dared to hug my dad. And he hugged me back, but he looked empty. tired. I remember thinking that I didn't have a clue how to tell Kin's dad. He already lost his wife and now I had to tell him he lost his daughter too, and if I had not invited her to stay it would not have happened.
I wanted to get revenge, but i was afraid to break down before it happened-- especially because i would have to bluff them and i couldn't do that when bawling my eyes out, but it was the only thing i felt like doing. Then we followed them-- i think Hataru was here. Or maybe Viny. Her/they comforted me, but they were crying too. I remember begging them not to go back to Paris, not to leave me alone. They promised me to stay but I knew that they'd have to go back eventually.
And we followed the mystery men on an island. And other people were dead. other friends.
Lady was in a fox shape( or maybe a poodle? she was a curly-haired fox) and they had injected her with some stuff to make her talk and then hanged her on the wire fence. She was so tiny. I managed to untie her and then i walked around to find clues, hugging her body against me. I didn't want to go to the other side of the wooden fence because i knew there would be more dead people I knew. Or maybe I went to see, but if that's the case, i've blocked it out, and god but I am glad. I can still see the fox with her tongue lolling out.
I don't fucking know what treize was doing there, but I know he was, and if he was with the bad guys, then I'm going to hurt him so bad in all the fics I can write.
What really got to me was the feeling of despair. It was so real. I'm still crying.
Fuck.
Now i gotta go to work. Just hope my eyes aren't all puffy.
And here yesterday I thought dreaming of my computer gutted and my mom kicking me out was the worst nightmare I'd gotten in years.
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._.
*cuddles you, worried*
I've had dreams with the same basic premise before, and I know how much of a bitch they are.
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I hope you feel better soon, and won't have any nightmares tonight...
*snuggles*
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;;_;; ...perhaps he was there to avenge you?
Perhaps Treize is filed under "dirty tricks get-backer" in your mind...
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<3