" I read it and it is looking oddly former, yet I’m not one- hundred percent sure, I do receive and send out over six hundred texts a day, yet this almost seems like a copy of the same infect to one that I vaguely remember getting, what would be in my mind two days ago- ‘Don’t forget b*tches, it's love-o-grams day!’ Too- strange… this should be Sunday… right? I wanted to text back and say- this already happened, yet before I got a new message started, another one from Jenny popped up on the screen waiting to be opened. I look at the date and it’s the same too, I thought for sure my phone was broken, it has been dropped many times. Yet how could it be wrong? I have to be mistaken. Maybe the whole thing was a messed-up dream? I open it, and it’s not the same, so I thought maybe I am not crazy? It said- ‘B- there in 5 min.’ I knew by the way it was written she was driving fast. "
― , Nevaeh Dreaming of you Play with Me