Thursday, 13 August 2015

Dreaming kuk

Like when tony soprano has his dreams about Pussy being a traitor, I wonder if in real life, my life, my dreams are doing the same. 

Or maybe it's just my own projection on things? 

If I chose I could be that person. I could read into things and feel like a doos. Be like a doos.  I choose the opposite. 
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