The night begins in a cage to observe sharks. Everything is blue and beautiful. The problem is that a shark is locked up in the cage with us (the divers). We fight a little bit but we are no match for him. Blood in water is still magnificent. It's purple.
Later, in a kind of squat, I have a skirmish with some punks and their dogs and their girlfriends.We fight using butcher's knives. Some die, some don't, there is blood everywhere, it's all very sticky. At the end, the only ones left are me (badly injured) and a girl.
She tells me "OK, I'm going to do the dishes". I'm no that stupid, when she grabs the kitchen knife, I've already opened her belly.At that point, she starts to cry and asks me what's going to happen. I answer that her intestines are going to fill her underwear. She crys even more and I decide to cut her throat. It will take me three trials before I succeed, slitting a throat is not so easy.At the end, I shout (as if to make a joke in my dream):"Well congratulations Al Qaïda!".Because, they can do it on first try.
A bit later, I pay a visit to an old woman who is going to be my chaperon (because of drugs). I tell her what I have been taking and how often."Ho ho ho, a catastrophe! " she exclaims.And then I see Adam T arriving. He tells me, he's only allowed one acid every ten days.I don't know how I find myself with him in a bed looking at a bbs gay. He looks at me with lust. He masturbates me a little bit but I don't feel so good.When he leaves, I look at where he was sitting on the bed and it's all wet.
Later, in a kind of squat, I have a skirmish with some punks and their dogs and their girlfriends.We fight using butcher's knives. Some die, some don't, there is blood everywhere, it's all very sticky. At the end, the only ones left are me (badly injured) and a girl.
She tells me "OK, I'm going to do the dishes". I'm no that stupid, when she grabs the kitchen knife, I've already opened her belly.At that point, she starts to cry and asks me what's going to happen. I answer that her intestines are going to fill her underwear. She crys even more and I decide to cut her throat. It will take me three trials before I succeed, slitting a throat is not so easy.At the end, I shout (as if to make a joke in my dream):"Well congratulations Al Qaïda!".Because, they can do it on first try.
A bit later, I pay a visit to an old woman who is going to be my chaperon (because of drugs). I tell her what I have been taking and how often."Ho ho ho, a catastrophe! " she exclaims.And then I see Adam T arriving. He tells me, he's only allowed one acid every ten days.I don't know how I find myself with him in a bed looking at a bbs gay. He looks at me with lust. He masturbates me a little bit but I don't feel so good.When he leaves, I look at where he was sitting on the bed and it's all wet.
He sure sweats a lot from the ass!
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