last night, i had a really disturbing dream.
basically, what happened was i was dead, and the dream took place at my funeral.
however, the only ppl who attended it were my parents.
my brother was over at a friend's house, saying that socializing was more important to him than my death.
my dad was talking on the phone, and my mom was laughing in a very sinister manner while my corpse was being buried.
i mean, idk if that dream had some sort of important meaning behind it, but it scared the shit out of me.
and i think its even freakier cuz as of late, i've been thinking a lot more about death and depression.
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