WHY DO I KEEP HAVING THESE FUCKING DREAMS OUT OF NOWHERE?!
GAAH!!! I had another weird ass Marilyn Manson dream...why does my subconscious keep conjuring up THIS SHIT?! NO SUBCONSCIOUS! JUST NO! It was uberly uberly weird this time because...like...my dream broke the 4-wall. I was basically out gallivanting with Marilyn Manson again...and of course in my dream(no idea why) we were like...the best of friends AND, we were like..lovers or some shit {I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHY, DON'T FUCKING ASK...ITS EW. I seriously don't think I would get along with that man. Hes smart, hes awesome..but no I don't want to make out with him, and I don't want him talking dirty to me. BAD SUBCONSCIOUS! BAD!} And...like...we were hanging out...but certain people conjured up in my dream tried to like...take him away from me...or some shit like that...
And, then like...OUT OF NOWHERE IN THE DREAM! I noticed that I was dreaming...because it couldn't be real that I was just hanging out with Marilyn Manson all buddy buddy (and more then one occasion more then buddy buddy...urgh) So, I marched up to Marilyn Manson and went "NO! This is a dream...like...this is fucking pointless...what the fuck?" and then hes like " I know its a dream. But, it doesn't mean its pointless...and your still with me" and he started ranting about how dreams were important, and how we were still together, and that was important. So, I started to sorta calm down...but then like...I had this alter-ego...that looks EXACTLY! Like a young Elizabeth Taylor. Which yeah, dur, he probably found hot...but he kept going after me and not my altar-ego. Anyhow...I kept asking him "HOW DID YOU FIND ME? WHY ARE YOU IN MY DREAMS?" And, he kept trying to answer me, but these big lumbery men in my dream kept picking me up and taking me away from him every time he tried to answer. And, then like...I woke up.