I’ve been having some similar dreams bad stuff. For me, bad, means getting my heart ripped apart by a girl. The same issue just a different year. I can’t seem to cross a certain point between us and then I lose myself. So here I am left questioning what happened like a police officer asking victims of a crime. While my emotions are scattered and unsure for themselves about what hit them.

No more drinking before bed.

“Love is passion, obsession, someone you can’t live without. I say, fall head over heels. Find someone you can love like crazy and who will love you the same way back. How do you find him? Well, you forget your head, and you listen to your heart. And I’m not hearing any heart. Cause the truth is, honey, there’s no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love, well, you haven’t lived a life at all. But you have to try, cause if you haven’t tried, you haven’t lived.”

You’re worth more than all my favorite comics combined. That’s saying a lot in sentimental value.

“there are a couple of normal kid things I missed”

-Garden State

I love this movie.