Shut Up...
...and go on with your life. Is that what you want?
I had another dream last night. I had a conversation with Macky.
"I'm sick and tired of your lies and your stupid games. I've been here in the dark so long, I want to be free," She said to me. I wanted to say something but there were no words coming out of my mouth. I couldn't say anything. Then all of a sudden I couldn't breath. Macky suddenly dissapeared and I felt like chocking. Down on my knees I went and while looking at the floor I started to cry. Instead of wet tears, blood dropped from my eyes.
My sleep was broken from my maid's wake up call. I couldn't feel my heart pumping but I know I was scared.
I had another dream last night. I had a conversation with Macky.
"I'm sick and tired of your lies and your stupid games. I've been here in the dark so long, I want to be free," She said to me. I wanted to say something but there were no words coming out of my mouth. I couldn't say anything. Then all of a sudden I couldn't breath. Macky suddenly dissapeared and I felt like chocking. Down on my knees I went and while looking at the floor I started to cry. Instead of wet tears, blood dropped from my eyes.
My sleep was broken from my maid's wake up call. I couldn't feel my heart pumping but I know I was scared.
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