I've realized now an unavoidable truth. Life doesn't make sense at all. Need an example?
- Mother and I got into an argument, things escalated, and now we're no longer talking to each other.
In this case, looks permanent. - I went to bed last night, watching Sherlock Holmes but feeling alone and depressed inside.
- I wake up and find that the puppy has pooped everywhere and I need to clean it immediately.
However, last night I also had this super-hilarious nightmare/dream that I literally woke up laughing from. Which made me have a smile all day today, and prompted me to listen to Micheal Jackson's song, "Black or White" first thing. I have nightmare even on my most joyous of days, however, when the world has crapped on my dreams, I have an excellent one.
That doesn't even being to make sense.
This makes about as much sense as-
Hahaha, vampires.
