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Aug. 24th, 2009 07:08 amDream:
P's driving. I'm in the backseat looking at my teeth in a sunvisor mirror when one falls out. Then another, and another. Quickly, my hands are covered in blood and teeth and something that looks like a blackened raisin.
P asks if I'm ok. I lie and say yes, trying to figure out what to do.
I can *feel* the empty space on my gums with my tongue.
We're in Portsmouth, not too far from Mid-City Shopping Center, and we're looking for a 7-11 because I want a comic book.
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I think the blackened raisin was the original rotten tooth.
Mid-City has been gone for years, raised and turned into a Wal-Mart.
This is what happens when you go to bed with a tooth ache.
I think this is the closest I've come to a nightmare in sometime. It's the feeling the toothless gum texture that freaks me out.
P's driving. I'm in the backseat looking at my teeth in a sunvisor mirror when one falls out. Then another, and another. Quickly, my hands are covered in blood and teeth and something that looks like a blackened raisin.
P asks if I'm ok. I lie and say yes, trying to figure out what to do.
I can *feel* the empty space on my gums with my tongue.
We're in Portsmouth, not too far from Mid-City Shopping Center, and we're looking for a 7-11 because I want a comic book.
--
I think the blackened raisin was the original rotten tooth.
Mid-City has been gone for years, raised and turned into a Wal-Mart.
This is what happens when you go to bed with a tooth ache.
I think this is the closest I've come to a nightmare in sometime. It's the feeling the toothless gum texture that freaks me out.
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