poo poo.

dear diary,

i had a sweet dream.. only cause poo poo was in it.
i dreamt of poo poo.
been thinking about it alot suddenly maybe that's why.
but it was a dream of smses. so i din exactly see his face.
but poo poo bothered. he bothered. IN MY DREAMS.
i was happy in my dreams cause he bothered.
i knew it was a dream in my dreams and i din want to wake up.
i feel sad. i woke up sad. i woke up with doubts. doubts that are eating me inside.


-the closest thing to perfect but the farthest thing from me.-