nina

i woke up from a fucked up dream this morning...

children where being murdered and i kept finding these skeletons with huge rib cages, filled with dirt. i had a daughter who i had to protect but couldn't... my whole perception would slant and i was struggling... i felt like i was scrambling out of a grave. at some point i had to paint a baby's room with blood... and right before i woke up i was looking through a pile of drawings done by dead children.

so i'm feeling a little on edge.