last night i had a dream that i killed two people who i didn't even know. the first person i have no recollection of killing in the dream. he was just lying there on the hotel room floor face down and i knew that i was the one who had killed him. the second person i had injured so badly that she asked me to finish the job. so i stuck the knife in and out of her body. i remember closing my eyes each time the blade sunk into her flesh. god, what is wrong with me? i have been having some fucked up dreams lately. i don't think i ever wrote about the other one that took place in a hotel room where i yelled at ppl i am friends with. that one was a doozy. i think that after talking to evan mellosonic i have the most fucked up dreams. a direct correlation perhaps?