A dream that made me cry...here's why....

tonight i drramt i killed mother. We were in the car...i only remember bits and pieces of this part...all i can remember was stabbing and slashing diffterent parts of her body.... When ii went for the coup de grace, she told me something about my new mother being there for me and doing things she couldnt. I dont know why i continued.....i slashed her throat and killed her.

Almost immedietly, i was labled a hobgoblin, and now it looks like i was underground. I met up with other hobgoblins and i told them what happened. These next parts of my dream are fragmented.....

I remeber being in a kingswood-like hospital bed and i remember nerses taking my blood late in the evening...
and then i find myself outside again...my dead mother lying in the street in royal oak...and there was an obituary drawn by david hopkins...and someone else wrote on it "For a good time call Michael (my cell phone number here). Specializes in facelifts and eyeslahses ((in my dream, that was not a typo, it was a very cruel joke...))

Anyway, I'm like Oh great, now i have a billion messages on my cell phone.... I look at my cell phone, and i see only one missed call. I quickly call the number, and guess who it was?

Expandranon.

Apparently he didnt know what was wrong....i told him everything....
I told him I killed my mother and all i wanted was a new life...
all i can remember is him comforting me....and next thing i know he wass standing behind me and i gave him a big hug and started crying.
((See this is the reason why i cant remeber my dreams...they are almost erased competely as soon as i wake up. But Since i woke up crying, i decided to post this dream to my LJ because I had another realization...

crocosaur, I know you are a good friend, but I bet you are wondering why you werent in my dream.... You see, my mind is a mixed up mess of fucked up emotions and shit but you managed to look beyond that and stick with me through thick and thin.

I know you like me....But your mother doesn't.

I know why you don't come over to co-host the show anymore....mom knows about the show and so she has you and Min babysit while she goes out and parties...actually she probably goes out to a bar and tries to get rid of me by drinking me away.

I still like you, Croco... and I know you still do too...But the reason why i cried when I woke up this morning is...

There is another.

There is another fur who accepts me for who i am....the mistakes i've made, the things i've said they may not have been good experiences but still you are there to talk and interact.
And that's you, expandranon.

Thank you for being a true friend, buddy.
~austin