last night i had a wretched dream that artgeek boy died. it was terrible, terrible, terrible. i don’t remember how he died but i was just decimated by his death, completely distraught, and endlessly crying. in the dream artgeek boy and i were either lovers or really close friends.

i went to his funeral and there was a huge turnout and when i couldn’t find ruby. there were hundreds of cars there and it was sorta dark out and i couldn’t find ruby. there were roughly 193 red trucks that looked just like ruby but none of them were. finally, i was so upset about everything, i just laid down on the gravel and sobbed.

eventually my parents found me and called around and found my truck and made me sit with them at a table until it came. only i couldn’t even lift my head off the table, i just cried and cried and cried.

it was weird.