The Big Top
Oprah
My Truck
Saddam?
Am I?

WORLD.
Why am I always dreaming about having children lately???
lets go
long day
Floating in South Africa
Brainwashing Cult Takes Over My School.
The millenium party
framed by junkies
more of lover boy (goooooorge)
Dias, dead, in the family van
"i don't watch tv"
lost
THE LADY IN BLACK
Jello
I Don't Know My Own Strength
Camp
Killing Sean Ross
Forgetful Me
fifth time i've been "pregnant" this summer
Sneaking around in the middle of the night??
The End of the World
love
Visit to Mexico
arms...
IX. THE ARTIST'S SECRET.

Author: John





Dream



I had a dream that I was an adopted child of some circus people. I never saw them I only saw their children. We all lived in a camp or fair grounds of some type.



For some reason I was trying to get away. In order to do so I needed to fold up this big merry-go-round that was in a hanger or big tent. The other children started to chase me as I ran around the merry-go-round. I woke up before they caught me.

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