Danish Deshmukh
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I just awoke from this really horrible dream.
In the dream, I get home, go to my basement, and see that Adam is down there. He recently moved to california.
I was like "Dude! I thought you moved!"
He said "Nope, the date was wrong, I didnt move yet."
There were other things in the dream but basically I ask him if he will ever move back and he said "Nope, never dude."
I ended up yelling at my mom for moving to Long Island at the end of it.
It made me realize the following:
1. I really kinda worshipped Adam's friendship on a higher level than my other friends, even though we are distant. And now I realize why. Even though our friendship died and just started to get rekindled before he moved, he was an amazing person who had everything in common with me and didn't do drugs.
2. I really fucking miss Adam.
3. I fucking hate drugs. I had that six month period where I smoked pot every day, rolled on ecstasy six times (large binges mind you), robotripped, tried coke (fuck coke), and by the end of it, realized none of that shit was me.
4. I have the biggest identity crisis ever because I hang around people that do drugs. And the peer pressure is retarded.
5. I prop my life up by lying to myself and not giving a shit about anything. I apparently got this trait from Eric, who I no longer associate with because he stole $2000 from me.
6. My two best friends, who I love dearly, need to do far more than get fucked up every day for me to have fun with them. They've gotten better though.
7. I want more geek friends. I fucking hate the druggies. Druggie+Geek is fine though.
8. I miss Adam.
9. Did I mention Adam had a fetish for old DOS games like me and had everything in common and didn't do drugs?
10. I fucking hate Long Island. I'd need to room with someone anyway cause I'm poor and work at RadioShack (After a year I'll be in IT), but holy FUCK it is an expensive, oppressive shithole here.
11. I fucking hate the people on Long Island. They are either fake, rich, pretentious assholes or ghetto douchebags. Very little middle class.
12. I wanna get the fuck outta here, get a fucking apartment with Corbin in California, and start the fuck over CAUSE I AM FUCKING MISERABLE.
In the dream, I get home, go to my basement, and see that Adam is down there. He recently moved to california.
I was like "Dude! I thought you moved!"
He said "Nope, the date was wrong, I didnt move yet."
There were other things in the dream but basically I ask him if he will ever move back and he said "Nope, never dude."
I ended up yelling at my mom for moving to Long Island at the end of it.
It made me realize the following:
1. I really kinda worshipped Adam's friendship on a higher level than my other friends, even though we are distant. And now I realize why. Even though our friendship died and just started to get rekindled before he moved, he was an amazing person who had everything in common with me and didn't do drugs.
2. I really fucking miss Adam.
3. I fucking hate drugs. I had that six month period where I smoked pot every day, rolled on ecstasy six times (large binges mind you), robotripped, tried coke (fuck coke), and by the end of it, realized none of that shit was me.
4. I have the biggest identity crisis ever because I hang around people that do drugs. And the peer pressure is retarded.
5. I prop my life up by lying to myself and not giving a shit about anything. I apparently got this trait from Eric, who I no longer associate with because he stole $2000 from me.
6. My two best friends, who I love dearly, need to do far more than get fucked up every day for me to have fun with them. They've gotten better though.
7. I want more geek friends. I fucking hate the druggies. Druggie+Geek is fine though.
8. I miss Adam.
9. Did I mention Adam had a fetish for old DOS games like me and had everything in common and didn't do drugs?
10. I fucking hate Long Island. I'd need to room with someone anyway cause I'm poor and work at RadioShack (After a year I'll be in IT), but holy FUCK it is an expensive, oppressive shithole here.
11. I fucking hate the people on Long Island. They are either fake, rich, pretentious assholes or ghetto douchebags. Very little middle class.
12. I wanna get the fuck outta here, get a fucking apartment with Corbin in California, and start the fuck over CAUSE I AM FUCKING MISERABLE.