Midvikudags

It's finally my birthday.
I had a strange dream last night. I was shopping for some really cool stuff, right? Then, I found some cool spray-painted illustrations of Giorno with spray paint cans right next to me. However, the prints I wanted were super fuckin' sold out. Then, Felix walked up to me with a Chesterfield cigarette hanging from his mouth, asking if I wanted to help in making some more prints. I happily agreed and followed him to some cubicle-like location with paint, water, and paper. I don't remember that part very well, but at one point Felix and I walked off. I think we were talking about a vending machine or something, and I asked if I could bum his cig. He refused, only because it was already down to the filter, and instead offered to give me a cigarette all for myself. He pulled out his cig carton and was about to give me one, but I noticed Mr. Joffree walking near us, so I motioned for him to hide it under his shirt or something. He followed suit, and when Joffree disappeared, Felix handed me a fag and a light. In my dream, Chesterfields taste like sugar-free chocolate. Part of my dream involved giving Felix the 7 dollars in my pocket and telling him to go fetch us some Gatorades. While he did that, I went outside to some weird area where a lot of people were congregated (a lot of classmates). I was still smoking, lol, but I was careful with who was able to notice that. I talked with Elgrie (I think) and then ran out of the gate to find the Gatorade vending machine. I don't remember most of the dream, but I do remember having to break into a house to get a good view of our target, which had a large pool. Joel was in our home invasion crew and sacrificed himself while I pussied out and pursued the pool on my own when shit got serious. Then, I woke up. That cigarette was really good.

But I could still smell it on her raggedy tee
And I could taste it on her lips when we kiss
Poor little Liddy used to always quit
But she never really quit
She'd just say she did