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April 20th, 2020


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So I laid low took a nice vacation for a couple of months. No dreams, which was nice, even if I do miss some faces from them.

Did I miss anything interesting?

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So, this is where all the cool kids hang out these days, huh? I can't believe I let Leroy talk me into making one of these things. So, hi? I guess. My name is Nova, and I'll be starting at USC in the fall.

Honestly, this whole 'online journal' thing seems a bit like a waste of time. Why do you guys do it?

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When I left California ten years ago, I went as far as I could get with the thought to never look back. I started a new life in New York, and it was a good life. It's my life, you know?

I never intended to come back to California. But now that I'm here, I'm thinking about staying. Why the hell would I do that? My childhood was miserable, there's so few good memories here for me.

I came back for my mother's funeral. I didn't come back to stay. But there's something...holding me here. I can't rally explain it even though I feel it. It's like I've already forgotten my life in New York.

So, yeah. Hi. I'm Alex. And I'm staying.

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I guess I can’t claim to feel left out by not having any Dreams of my own anymore. That was a nightmare and a half. Nothing even that bad happened in it just a lot of shit got dropped on me as having already happened which I’m honestly glad I didn’t have to see. Like my mom dying in a fire at our apartment, not having any clue who my dad is, being homeless at 14 because they were gone. It wasn’t all bad though. My cousin Blitz was in my dream - he’s the one who tracked me down to let me know someone’s after me, passing out flyers with my name and face on it. Got to be the police right? That’s what I thought too and then I woke up to find one of the flyers on my pillow. This was definitely not put together by the cops.

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DreamAlice is ridiculously dramatic I swear. I found out how tall the cake would make me - 9 feet tall which is great because now I can reach the key on top of the table! Except again I’m too big to get through it into the garden on the other side. Which leads to crying and causing a pool of tears to form around me that is four inches deep and spreads halfway down the hall which of course is when the White Rabbit shows back up only this time he’s dressed up with gloves and a fan talking about he’s late to meet the Duchess.

I tried to talk to him in a quiet voice to ask for help but he got scared and ran off, dropping his gloves and fan on the way out. And because clearly dreamAlice hasn’t learned anything about how it’s not smart to assume that anything here is normal or safe to use picks it up to use it because it’s warm in there. And while fanning herself comes to the conclusion that she must have turned into someone else because of all these changes she’s going through.