Another Venting Thing
Thread Topic: Another Venting Thing
And even if she did, can she not talk like she’s the only one who exists? It’s like are you f---ing for real?
if i could live anywhere
1. star wars (more specifically clone wars) lol, idc how dangerous this s--- is
living in a dream sounds wonderful
a little personal right now. But, dreams are so amazing. If I could really do anything, I would wanna come up with something that could make dreams go on for awhile.
Because, sometimes i get a dream. The ones that are so crazily vivid that they just shock you. A lot of times they arent those dreams that are like-
1. Teeth falling out in front of everyone
2. Getting old
3. Being in a weird scenario
hell no, those are boring af.
They dont make me cry when I wake up, but sometimes I want to.
I have a huge appreciation for dreams. They can be so unrealistic and still influence someones actions and thoughts. They dont always connect to real life, but they bring us close to fantasy and allow us to see ourselves somewhere else. Whether that be in another universe,
Theyre like book and movie ideas that no one has written or produced yet.
When I have a dream, I wake up in the morning, still tired. But I wake up and just sit there, and think about what happened. I go over the dream so many times in my head, trying to etch it into my brain.
Sometimes theyre scary, but I still wanna remember them.
I feel like dreams shape us. We wake up, feeling like we have just lived someone elses life.
Dreams are quiet and kinda creep up on us. They influence so much, and we dont even know us. Its literally the amazing thing about dreams.
Theyre not magical, but they in someways define us.
Telling people your dreams takes the secrecy and personal part of the dream out.
They make people different. Because we all dream of different things. I guess no one realizes it, but they give us a little something to keep from everyone else. Because Im not sharing what happened in my dreams.
Theres new people in my dreams, new places, new things. Thats my secret and if I tell, that secret becomes someone elses.
Theyre like one of the only constants in my life.
I love dreams
Two days ago
Hell no that was like a day ago wdym
You ever know that they’re jealous
But it’s funny
It was a school of people who turned themselves into my second family.
I don’t know how but it happened. I never felt unsafe or uncomfortable around them. There were my closest friends, then the people I would only talk to in school, and then the people who I didn’t know as much- but still shared this connection with. I guess I knew everyone, despite being a larger grade than I’m in now.
It’s like here, every boy is a love interest. In Texas, it wasn’t awkward to talk to a guy, your friends never teased you. We were just friends, and I mean it. These weren’t people who took advantage of you or got jealous
When I ask my parents to go back everyday, I’m not forcing myself. It’s a question and a thought that I haven’t ever forgotten. I don’t remind myself to say it, and I’m not trying to make some dramatic common theme of asking every day.
It’s that it means so much to me when I hear a “maybe, we’ll think about it”, because that means that I’ll be with the people that I love, in the place that I love.
Their last day of school was today. There were always after parties planned by the school at the end of the year,
It’s sad that I never passed up an opportunity to hang out with my friends at things like these. I’m not upset that I missed this one event, I’m sad bc I missed an entire year’s worth of events and moments that I could’ve been with them.
I’m not jealous or mad at anyone there. They’re all really happy and there’s not even a trace of annoyance when i see them all together. Im really so grateful that everyone there is able to be there, even if I’m not. Doesn’t mean I’m over moving, but I want to say that I’m not envious of anyone back in Texas.
They’re really lucky people to have friends and acquaintances that really care about them like that.
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