HEllo there all.. well alba is back from
wherever she went YAY! omg i am so bored
right now i feel like playing the sims
haha that is such a "vintage" cd lol well
anyways I juss wanted to update.. and show you all
my friends story.. it sad.. this will be my next
update
I had a dream last night. I dreamt that you took my hand and led me into a black and red building on a crowded street full of people. We were dripping wet from the rain, so we went inside. The doors seemed welcome to you, but they seemed to be unwelcome to me. You took me upstairs to the top floor, where the door to a room read your name, and under it was written 1990-2004 M.O.L. A strange woman appeared and gave you a key that belonged to that door, and as she walked away, she turned and saw me while a slow grin came across her face. Then you opened the door and let me inside with you, your hand squeezing mine, and you looked me in the eyes without saying a word. I let go of your hand to find myself surrounded by pictures mounted on plaques with something written underneath them. There were three big red canvases, each holding a lot of these pictures in neat rows. The pictures and their names were mounted on a sea of red, each picture seemed more and more intimidating. Each picture was a small needle that pricked the lining of my heart. walked across each of the filled canvases, noticing each picture and the names and dates underneath them. Until I reached the third canvas. It only contained about 6 pictures, and when I came to the end, you took my arm and led me to the other side of the room to a canvas I didn't see. It was painted white with about 4 pictures hung side by side on a horizontal line of disappointment. On top were the words current crushes. I saw the first picture and stopped. It was your ex-girlfriend. The one you told me you loved, the one who betrayed you and broke your heart when she loved another after you broke up. The one who made you go through the same pain and agony that I went through with you. I closed my eyes as I moved to the next picture to see a girl I didn't know, so you guided me past another picture of a girl I didn't know to the picture of a girl who seemed familiar. It was a picture of me. My named engraved beneath it, with the date March 13th, 2004. I ran my fingers along the words and let the bumps and grooves of the letters tickle my fingers. And then I looked across the line of pictures back to where my picture was. I was at the end of the line. I was at the end of your heart. I felt your hand crawl up to my cheek as you tried to look into my eyes, and I pulled away. Your museum of lovers was no place for me, no matter how much I wanted it to be. I grabbed my picture and threw it on the floor, causing the frame to shatter along with my heart and my love. I turned back to see you as I walked away, but you were gone. It was that moment that I woke up…