my last dream (what i can remember of it): me and my entire family were in these two old houses across the street from each other, gettin ready to go to church, or a funeral because we were all dressed in black. anyways the houses were being renovated and the inside walls were knocked out. there was some discussion over money and somethin else. then later i had a gun and i shot myself in the head right behind my left ear and i didnt die. this piece of pink stuff oozed out a hole behind my right ear and blood started dripping down onto my shirt. when i woke up i had this sensation of wetness pooling on my shirt and images from the end of fight club were swirling in my brain.
weird
Labels: life, weird
