dear making weird noises while sleeping diary,
i am not sure if i should ever admit this and that is why i am writing it down, but this morning while i was sleeping i really was a clown. i woke myself up doing things i have never done before, making little faces and noises- strange even to a whore. i let myself finish- i didn't dare interrupt, and i went right back to sleep again- it barely woke me up. i was explaining in my dream, to someone- im not sure- what my baby used to do when he saw things that scared him. he would pucker up his face and start hyperventilatin. everyone thought it was so funny, and i did too, he would clammer up his fists and shake them at you. looking back now im thinking that was prolly abuse, grocery carting him by that ghost at kroger just to watch him over and over. his reaction never changed tho- it was so funny- he finally got scared of kroger. when halloween was over in 1995, i was sad as shit, then we got tickets for barney- and the fucker had a fit.
i am not sure if i should ever admit this and that is why i am writing it down, but this morning while i was sleeping i really was a clown. i woke myself up doing things i have never done before, making little faces and noises- strange even to a whore. i let myself finish- i didn't dare interrupt, and i went right back to sleep again- it barely woke me up. i was explaining in my dream, to someone- im not sure- what my baby used to do when he saw things that scared him. he would pucker up his face and start hyperventilatin. everyone thought it was so funny, and i did too, he would clammer up his fists and shake them at you. looking back now im thinking that was prolly abuse, grocery carting him by that ghost at kroger just to watch him over and over. his reaction never changed tho- it was so funny- he finally got scared of kroger. when halloween was over in 1995, i was sad as shit, then we got tickets for barney- and the fucker had a fit.
