i had another morbid dream the other night. like all my other morbid dreams, it involved a whole lot of gore. although all my morbid dreams are different, they somehow have a recurring theme- me stabbing/hacking some frightening monster or psycho killer to death in self-defence. before anyone starts labelling me as some mentally unsound/potentially dangerous freak and recommending me to go for counselling or see a shrink, i emphasise the word SELF-DEFENCE. it's not like i attacked random innocent people, like the Virginia Tech massacre gunman.

but anyway, all these morbid dreams are really horror movie-ish. maybe my fascination with horror movies is to blame. but im not obsessed with them i just like them cos they're well, cheap thrills. so why do i keep having dreams like that?! it's rather unsettling. i would prefer to dream of meeting westlife, anyday. which was the sort of dream i used to have when i was younger.

bubblegum dreams.