Lullabye

I don't understand.

I woke up this morning bleeding from multiple cuts on my legs and feet.

Like I'd actually been in the dream-maze, instead of just dreaming.

I can't make sense of it.

I've tried to record some video logs, but He keeps singing in parts, and I want to expose other people to the song as little as possible. The other  vlogs are actually really irresponsible about the singing, I don't even know what to tell them. Just cut it out of the audio, if your film software's sophisticated enough.

I watched as many vlogs as I could get my hands on a few months back. That was when things started getting worse, and now I know why. He sings, and our electronics can pick it up. You see it, you hear it, and he can see and hear you too.

requiem of the waking dreamer

I can't trust my own perception of reality anymore. I used to know the difference between dreaming and Dreaming, between illusions in my waking hours, my dreams, and the real world. I don't know anymore, and I'm really sorry. 

He sings to us, and we fall in step like a dance troupe made of marionettes, forced to sing the words to a song that kills our friends and make the steps in His sick choreography.

Sometimes I wonder if my life beforehand was the true dream. Going to school, having friends and a family, thinking about the things normal girls think about, like friends and boys and dreams not populated by faceless puppet masters, turning us against each other and watching us tear each other apart. I just dreamed that to escape, to feel happy. I've always been in the mazes, jumping through hoops for the chance to be happy for a while.

i find it kind of funny

i find it kind of sad

the dreams in which I'm dying

are the best i've ever had.

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cryptograms

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please note that this scheme does not apply to the last post.

he keeps trying to make me go back to Sleep, he sings that fucking lyllabye and then I'm in the dream-mazes again and I know I'm not really asleep because when I wake up I find I've been acting as if I was awake all this time.

he's cut me off so I can't call for help. I can't even explain to you all fully what's happening to me.

Ahem

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER. PIECE OF CONKSUCKING FUCKING SHIT.

bloody hell.

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sleep

i keep forgetting

to do things like upload kitten mondays

and even that this blog exists at all

i forget about tik, and i forget about HIM

even when he's standing right next to me

putting me to sleep

i don't want to go back to sleep

please

wake me back up