A Dream
Ok don't judge me because this was just a dream..
Ok so apparently I asked John Paul to marry me and he turned me down cold and I flipped out. So I set up the wedding anyways and sent him a message of when and where to be to get married. Well no one showed up to the wedding and I was there by myself for hours with just the priest. I started to feel real shitty and then got histarical. The next day I was telling everyone how he stood me up and so on and I got a lot of sympathy. He never called or anything and I was pissed, and so were my friends. I saw him on campus that day just walking with a friend and I pulled him off to the side and was like "what the fuck??" and he was like "I already told you NO" and I was like "well you could have called, that would have been the nice thing to do" and he had this dissapointed look on his face. I continued by telling him I was all alone in the church and that I was there for hours. Then I started to beat him up. I was punching and kicking him and then the next thing I remember I woke up and didn't know where I was because a doctor had sedated me. She sedated JP also and we were both REALLY REALLY out of it. Checking facebook there was an event marked that showed a little icon of a girl beating up a boy and it was sent to everyone with the description that I had beat up John Paul. That night I was still really out of it but I had a party to go to so even though I was messed up on the drugs I drank anyways and my family were there and they all told me I was dumb for the events that had happened that day. I saw John Paul there and he was all bandaged and messed up...
What a FUCKED UP dream.......dear gawd
Ok so apparently I asked John Paul to marry me and he turned me down cold and I flipped out. So I set up the wedding anyways and sent him a message of when and where to be to get married. Well no one showed up to the wedding and I was there by myself for hours with just the priest. I started to feel real shitty and then got histarical. The next day I was telling everyone how he stood me up and so on and I got a lot of sympathy. He never called or anything and I was pissed, and so were my friends. I saw him on campus that day just walking with a friend and I pulled him off to the side and was like "what the fuck??" and he was like "I already told you NO" and I was like "well you could have called, that would have been the nice thing to do" and he had this dissapointed look on his face. I continued by telling him I was all alone in the church and that I was there for hours. Then I started to beat him up. I was punching and kicking him and then the next thing I remember I woke up and didn't know where I was because a doctor had sedated me. She sedated JP also and we were both REALLY REALLY out of it. Checking facebook there was an event marked that showed a little icon of a girl beating up a boy and it was sent to everyone with the description that I had beat up John Paul. That night I was still really out of it but I had a party to go to so even though I was messed up on the drugs I drank anyways and my family were there and they all told me I was dumb for the events that had happened that day. I saw John Paul there and he was all bandaged and messed up...
What a FUCKED UP dream.......dear gawd