billytheseal

I had a dream last night. I've always had dreams and feelings.

It involved the girl who I love and had an affair with (yes, I am a cunt, will never deny that), and was split into too halves. The first, was a bit of a rural murder thing (she comes from the valleys), with all mists and strange priests and farming people, and me the outsider stealing away one of their daughters. The second bit was more Pirates of the Caribbean, a last stand on a pirate ship with the navy blowing crap into my ship, and though there was a hope of escape, I looked into her eyes, kissed her sweetly and held her belly, because I knew our baby grew there, and with a smile on my face, told her to get clear and went to my death.

I hate dreams.