I had a crazy long dream even though I only slept four hours. I had children who were way too close to my age, but I loved them so much and in the end one or some were killed with chainsaws and it was a bloody mess and I woke up so emotionally drained because of the tragedy and all of that fucking love I felt for these children of mine. I almost feel like I was living a past life of a cult leader who was no part evil. Maybe it was a past life. Oh my god it was so fucking real dem emotions. I’m so fucking exhausted.