I am sitting in a boat with a friend, we are both eating honey, squeezing right into our mouths out of one of those little bear shaped bottles. Suddenly my friend begings to stab himself in the neck with his own finger, there is blood flying all over the place. Next thing I know, I am watching a plane crash on the news, and a different friend is laughing at me calling me names I dont understand, then all I can remember is being at a funeral and my mother yelling at me for wearing really, really baggy jeans.

Comments:
Um, yeah.

Dreamed by: Le Petomane