.:*:.once upon a time there was a girl. she lived in a little fairy land called Hell. she had a little castle at the edge of a winding road. this girl was unlike any other girl in the village. everything she touched died. or it broke. so one day she found her prince, she had been dreaming of. they were very happy for a very long time. until one day her prince decided that he wanted to be alone. the girl tried to reason with him. that did not work. so the girl grew very angry, and tied the prince up with rope and fastened him to the back of her chevrolet. she drove, her speed increasing with every memory that came to her of her prince. about 8 miles down the road, she decided that they might be able to work it out, give their love one more try. so she pulled over, and ran to the back of the car screaming, "i love you, i am sorry." what was left of him did not respond. so she shrugged, and went to get an icecream..:*:.

last night was by-far one of my weirdest, most vivid dreams yet...i woke up at 730 am and i remembered EVERYTHING, but then i fell asleep for another hour so now it is sort of blurry.
...in one part my friend nikki and i were at a party..we decided to leave, and on our way out of the neighborhood we saw people just standing on the sidewalk, staring at us.  we passed them and i looked in my rearview mirror, and they were still staring.  this sort of creeped us out.  so we went back to the party, except we took the other way around.  when we got there, no one was there.  the house was all boarded up, with a "for sale" sign in the yard... so we wanted to leave again, but we didn't want to go "that way".  so to avoid it, we drove really fast the other way and off of a cliff.  one of the strange people was down at the bottom, holding a liquor bottle.  and we landed on him.  when i looked in the rearview mirror again i thought that i would see him dead, but he was turned around looking.  so i realized that he must have already been dead. 
...in the next part of my dream, i was sitting on top of my dresser.  my ex-boyfriend comes in and comes over to me.  "let me kiss you," he says. i ask why.  so he kisses me.  it felt so real that in my dream i remember thinking, "this had better be real, this can't be a dream."  we kissed each other a long time and finally he stops to hold me.  "what does this mean?"  i whispered in his ear.  "you'll see tomorrow." He told me.  then he kisses me, only this time his mouth tastes like vomit.  but i don't stop because we are together again. i keep holding him so close, not wanting to let go.