cameronr: These girls once slept in my living room. Ever since,...

By David Look

Monday September 15, 2008

cameronr: These girls once slept in my living room. Ever since, without fail, I wake up in the middle of the night to a cold breeze running down the back of my neck. When I open my eyes my the room is awashed in a never-ending white, like a cloud. It lasts only a moment before draining itself into the darkness. IN retreat. I am forever haunted. It really has just been downhill since that night. I think we played Guitar Hero too.

davidlook: Next time this happens, call me. The girls I mean, not your sweet-sweaty dreams. You already gave me strep, you fag.