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lighting a candle with darkness. it floods the room with shadow. a world where we sleep before the sun. control darkness, thrive in it.

i had a dream where terrell shaved my head. i was pretty angry. there was a night i was to scared to fall asleep. everytime i closed my eyes things crawled out of my mouth. huge slimy. grotesque. i couldnt relax my muscles. these things they fed off of me. i feared unconciousness. the night before i had been burned alive in my dream by childhood friends. carolyn. its funny how people can change. i dont mind.

i could write a book.