Cause she is smokin’ hot,
but I’m too caught up in you.
Everything we worked for I was about to drop,
but my morals stayed along with every value.
You probably won’t hear the stories of it,
but you would be so proud of me.
To me there is no one else above it,
but you that I can see.
And I love makin fun of drunk gurlllzz doe. Da doe de doe.
Underwear and shorts.
I never wear socks.
… And that’s about it.
Sincere and honest girls. I don’t care what kind of stupid shit your past holds to you, because it is just that: your past. As long as I get the best of you, and not the best of what you want to show. Being unavailable in the sense that it won’t become easy to see you would keep me interested, but playing hard-to-get just pisses me off.
Intelligence is sexy. If you’re fully developed up top, talking and approaching you becomes 10 times easier for me, because I feel as if truly good humor takes some intelligence and awareness, and I love being funny.
I love cuddling, holding-hands, hugging, dancing, and being able to just be physically close to people. Body is my second language.
I was an 8th grader…
I was too nice to everyone, and I probably still am.
I’ve learned not to please everyone, which means that I have the ability to choose sides on any matter.
Lost a lot of friends along the way, and made some real ones.
Gained some experience in getting women, and lost some aswell.
Met a lot of people who I can see being in my life for a long time, but I say that every time I meet someone near and dear to me…
I’ve made some enemies, and like they all say, it just means I stand up for what I believe in.
Have you seen Inception?
The levels of consciousness, well those are extremely hard to get out of.
Last night I found myself stuck dreaming, within my dream, and you may think that might not be a big deal becuase in the movie they had four levels of dreams.
Fuckthatshit.
I was stuck between my second and third level, almost making it to the third level. I’m not going to sit here and act like a pro just because I read whatever is on the internet about, but I do know how to save myself, and I do know my own senses, and I can sense when a nightmare is coming. And a nightmare whilst lucid dreaming can throw you into shock, and you may never awake.
So on my way to the third level, I was caught in what I can only describe as “motion blur”. When you are given and image, and that is all you see, but your movements in actually distort the picture by moving parts of the picture that you, in your head, are moving with your “limbs”. I was given a picture of what I would see if I was laying in bed, and that can get scary cause I was blind in the dreamworld, and that is never good. I beging to flail my arms, and kick, noticing the motion blur I began to see that I was just dreaming, but I wasn’t sure what to do. But I remembered what my old friend told me about how to get out and away, and I begin to navigate through my room blindly while i could only see the locked view from my bed. I truly fell on the ground and stumbled as I headed towards the lightswitch in my room, the only sureproof way of getting out of that dream, and I could feel the carpet on the floor with my mouth in the dream. As I reached for the lightswitch, I instantly was back in my bed, and I thought I was out of the dream. So I ran upstairs, told my mother about it, and she didn’t respond, no one in my house responded to me about this. I felt neglected and almost began to cry, but I didn’t. I started to realize I had three levels of a dream when I looked outside my windows, and there were nothing buts clouds. So I went into my room whilst in the second level of dreaming, turned off the lights in my room, and slowly, this smoke drifted towards me and I begin to hear a shriek, and as it races towards me a figure does aswell, and when it hits me I get set back so far, I skip over the first level of dreaming right back into consciousness.
And here I am writing about it, and hopefully I am awake, and this will publish, cause this took me quite some time.
