Dreams are so funny. Well, except when they're disturbing and rather depressing. Last night I dreamed that Chelsey died in a car crash and I was at her funeral. It doesn't take a genius to figure out the "hidden" meaning in that. We're all going our separate ways, and soon we'll be as good as dead to each other, never to relive the good old days
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