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The Guns of Brixton has been in my head since yesterday, i am really in love with the concept of that song and with the song itself.

I know i am slow to catch on sometimes. Thats no reason to crucify me.

My hair is now bright ass red. happiness, i knew i couldn't keep it blonde for long.

Again my dreams were strange, they involved a lot of animals being shot, but they were taxidermied animals, except for one elephant, that was trumpeting at a stuffed one, like the ones they have in the natural history museum....It was huge and i n the middle of a sylvan suburban neighborhood. There were no leaves on the trees and i was not the one doing the shooting, i was merely watching and i don't know why. Then the man doing the shooting said he had shit his brother and below me was his brothers decomposing body and the skull had one gold tooth but was mising a bunch.

and before that i was in a friends house who i have not seen in a very long time and i gave him all of my drugs that i had in the dream (i had some into a lot of drugs in my dream last night it was odd) cause i said i didn't want to be apart of that anymore.

its true i tell you.

none of it happened except in my head, but i guess thats the only place that matters.

ok i have to go to work now.