Thanks life.

Had a bad dream last night. Yet again I could see my own death.

I was in a bathroom. It was lit by candles. The tub was full of water and I crawled in. I had a hand full of some kind of pill. I took them all with a Mike's hard lemon-aide. I then took a razor blade and cut up my arm. A straight line from my wrist to my elbow. On both arms I did this. After doing that I sank in the water. All of me was under.

That's when I woke up. I hate these dreams. They always put me in a bad mood.  Just as I was starting to get out of my funk. I have to have this fucking dream. Thanks life.

I would much rather dream of puppies and rainbows.