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Ryun Tsukoro
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I Dreamt that I Loved Someone
So last night I had a pretty surreal dream. Of course it had weird s**t in it that made no sense, up to and including me being in love with a girl. It was the strangest thing ever, I swear. I've never cared so much for a person than I did for that woman in my dreams. And the sad part is that it was, indeed, a dream. I kept trying to fall back asleep to stay with her for as long as I could, but eventually my body had to rise.

Even though I know she wasn't real, I feel like I miss her or something... Like she was real, and that today we would meet under her carport and I would carry her to the trampoline where we'd sit and talk for hours about nothing important. I'd apologize for hurting her, risk my life for hers, cater to her every whim. I even killed a man in my dream for her.

To know that I may never experience such a fantasy again is truly saddening. Love doesn't usually work the way it did in my dream, and this I am very well aware of. Then again the real world doesn't have flash floods that create up to 20 feet of water that I had to ******** swim through to get to her house. And Jack Skellington doesn't try to save Halloween by attempting to smother her grandma. Yeah, all that s**t happened in my dream. But that's not what's important.

What's important is that I experienced something pure in my dream, something that I really am afraid of never experiencing again. It was so perfect and simple... Besides the whole flooding and killing thing.

If you're wondering, I didn't kill Jack. I killed some blonde kid who was following him around. I cut his head off with a sword because he was chasing the girl I loved through the attic for some reason. Jack made a joke about me giving him a haircut. Weird stuff. But anyway, I'm not sure what became of my love or her grandmother because I had to ******** wake up.

I'm sort of depressed and bored. I had nothing better to do than type up my dream here. Maybe I'll come back to this later and remember the pure simulation my mind had created. But then I'd get sad again...

Whatever. It's here. It's kind of queer. Get used to it.




 
 
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