I keep having these horribly sweet dreams and I wake up so sad. I want to stay dreaming or go back before they were dreams.
I danced in the rain today.
I live in my phone. My phone is me.
Did you see they have farmville for your phone? It’s like harvest moon and I live there now, as a phone inside myself.
I miss smoking. And I miss my cat. I want to go home but I don’t have one yet.