Right now, I just can hope that dreams don`t really come true. If they do, I`m not surprised at all.
I`ve never thought I could dream again of him, now I can see that yes, I can!...And it makes me sick and it terrifies me, although, I`d rather stay here, watch, scream and keep beeing strong, instead of leavin`.
He was almost dying for his addiction.His eyes were red,and I could feel the way he was burnin` inside.The difference between my feelings and his was that I couldn`t feel any kind of pleasure.
He didn`t recognize any of his acts, somethig typical for him.
She, was stronger than him,but her eyes were also bruning in huge flames.I begun screaming.I couldn`t stay there, keep watching that horror movie, and do nothing.
She started screaming "If you ever loved him,you would have given him your permission in order to do whatever he wants with his life! But you didn`t! So leave ! NOW!"
I was shaking. I couldn`t even speak. I was crying while he was dying for his pleasure.
It was just like a glass wall was separing us,while my friends was telling me that I should leave, then!
They were just watching him, encouraging, laughing and having fun of him.
I called my best friend.She couldn`t talk , but I insisted!I told her everything that I saw.
After all, me and my friend found one of my T-shitrs in his closet...while in mine was a "magic white coup".
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