Sometimes I still have nightmares of zombies coming after me. I wake up scared, shaking, and sometimes crying. I know it’s nonense, but those are the nights I have to sit out on the balcony and watch the sunrise until I can see the people in their cars driving places. In my nightmares, the zombies always come at night.
- me: *sees a bug in my house*
- me: alright little homie its ok we all make mistakes, you do you, just keep a respectful distance
- bug: *flies at my face*
- me: first of all how dare you