Maybe I get the feeling you like me because I've seen you in my dreams so many times. They're screwing with my memories. It's becoming exceedingly difficult to separate reality from my sub-conscious. I can't help it when the latter is so enticing, so promising, so much happier. Even if it isn't real. Dreams are a heart's desires, aren't they? I wish my heart would make up its mind already. My delusions are so far-fetched I want to cry
Polyester Dreams · Sat Jan 04, 2014 @ 06:50pm · 0 Comments |