There are a lot of things I can't stand in the world - politics, government, hypocrisy, betrayal - and they all find their ways into my dreams. Not all at once, mind you, but they surface slowly, taking over seemingly innocuous happenings until the dream gets away from me and I wake up knowing the horrors my mind created. The feverish imagination I have is the sadistic drive behind the cruel sides of my personality, it comes alive and integrates in the bent I have to push the limits of the real and unreal and incorporate the worst things in a human mind into the psychotic behaviours my characters face.
( What I dreamed last night, and graphic in a not-good way )
I want happy dreams, sometimes. I don't get them all that often and when I do, I spend three months getting dreams like this for the rest of the time. I'm coughing and hacking and sneezing and feeling like crap today, so I called out of work and am sleeping to get better. Wish me luck. x.x

( What I dreamed last night, and graphic in a not-good way )
I want happy dreams, sometimes. I don't get them all that often and when I do, I spend three months getting dreams like this for the rest of the time. I'm coughing and hacking and sneezing and feeling like crap today, so I called out of work and am sleeping to get better. Wish me luck. x.x