I had a dream my entire happy day was shrunk down into mini bite size form. Like candy. No it was candy. Except for one thing. The girl I was holding in my hands was made of plastic.
Now I could analyze this like 5 different ways.
- I can enjoy all of life
-She was fake
-She wasn't meant to be enjoyed
-Life is sweet
But I don't care. I just want the girl. Fuck my life. Let it plummet, so long as I'm not alone again.
