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Had a really 'Drop Dead Diva' moment last night. I dreamt that I had woken up in some 13 year old girl's body. The whole dream was spent rifling through all of her stuff, and thinking about how ecstatic I was to be able to start over.
I also had this moment where I wondered if I was still gay, since this was a new body and all. I mean, I don't know what happened to the girl that originally occupied that body, but this was kind of the best dream I've had in a really long time.
I remember calling all of my friends and telling them what happend, and somehow they all believed me, although my dad was harder to convince. It was all pretty perfect. I almost find myself wishing it had really happened. The only setback would be that I'd have to go through school all over again, which I'm totally burnt out on at this point...and my gf would be dating jailbait. Hm. Maybe this could get a little messy.
I also had this moment where I wondered if I was still gay, since this was a new body and all. I mean, I don't know what happened to the girl that originally occupied that body, but this was kind of the best dream I've had in a really long time.
I remember calling all of my friends and telling them what happend, and somehow they all believed me, although my dad was harder to convince. It was all pretty perfect. I almost find myself wishing it had really happened. The only setback would be that I'd have to go through school all over again, which I'm totally burnt out on at this point...and my gf would be dating jailbait. Hm. Maybe this could get a little messy.
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