I can't believe the dream I just had.
I was in the middle of this horrific car crash. There was a motorcyclist standing a few feet away, and he was talking on a cellphone. I was crushed beteen the steering column and my hand was jammed under the dash. I'm holding a cellphone.
The thing that scared me the most was that the motorcyclist looked exactly like the guy who crashed into my girlfriend, killed her, and walked away from the crash without a f***ing scratch, and the car crash was the exact same way the rescue teams found Bianca.
I'm freaked right the hell out right now. The first anniversary of her death is on March 1st. I'm a firm believer in life after death, and I'm almost killing myself trying to figure out what Bianca wants to tell me.
I was in the middle of this horrific car crash. There was a motorcyclist standing a few feet away, and he was talking on a cellphone. I was crushed beteen the steering column and my hand was jammed under the dash. I'm holding a cellphone.
The thing that scared me the most was that the motorcyclist looked exactly like the guy who crashed into my girlfriend, killed her, and walked away from the crash without a f***ing scratch, and the car crash was the exact same way the rescue teams found Bianca.
I'm freaked right the hell out right now. The first anniversary of her death is on March 1st. I'm a firm believer in life after death, and I'm almost killing myself trying to figure out what Bianca wants to tell me.
