My dreams are destroyed

He has a girlfriend, and I'm not his first.

I loved him, I loved him, I loved him. First.

I've neglected this blog

Which really sucks because I like having a dream blog. Okay, I'll recap.

I have read dreams that I do not understand and I don't remember them in the morning. I hate it, I feel as if I'm not a dreamer anymore. But I do have dreams.

And they suck.


Goodnight.