The dream i had awoken from was weird, there were vampires, and a ballroom. blood ran along the dance floor in a thin stream...
i woke up and my blood was boiling. i was only half awake when i put my hand on the base of my neck, only to be startled fully awake by how hot my hand was. i had the strong urge to bite something, and i seemed to be hungry, even though it felt like i had just eaten.i loooked in the mirror to make sure that there were no fang marks on my neck. there weren't. all day i felt my blood boiling, as if i was on fire, but no sweat showed up on my body. at noon, i had the strong urge to bite flesh, to drink the sweet blood running through the veins of a living thing. i drank two McDonald's ketchup packets. it kept the cravings for blood at bay for a while at least. i wonder what my born-again christian mother will think when she gets home.
