I had a dream last night about death. In my dream I kept killing my girlfriend. Each time I would kill her I would close my eyes for a few seconds and she would reappear, alive, and I'd somehow kill her over again. No matter what I did or she did, I'd kill her. Like she would turn her back on me and I'd throw a rock at her. I did just watch Premonition last night, so that probably had a lot to do with it, and the fact that I hated her guts, but somehow I'm with her. I told her this morning that I kept killing her in my dreams and I couldn't get rid of her. I laughed but she said nothing and decided to come over with some breakfast. She's like the fucking plague of my life that I can't fucking stand! But it was dream, right? I do like her I guess. It's like I'm freakin out man! Freakin the fuck out!
But on with slasher fridays. We were gonna watch Dahmer, but I'm trying to get away from serial killer movies for awhile. I think that's best for everyone. So we're watching Rosemary's Baby.
