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Last night I had a dream where Mick Taylor from the movie Wolf Creek took my virginity. I felt the bed under my back and the warmth and weight of his body on top of me.
I also had a dream where I was sitting in front of a vanity table in a well- lit cave in Australia, and someone knocked me out. I woke up in Horror Shop, where I was told that they were having a birthday party in my honor. I wondered why they had knocked me out, I would have come willingly. Anyway, we had salmon heads and chia seed pudding for feast. I asked the shop owner to do nipple piercings for me.
In another dream, the entire country fell under the rule of anarchists, and I had to hole up in the bathroom of a fancy mansion.
I got up in the morning, took my morning meds and biotin supplement, brushed my teeth, did the morning skincare regiment, applied basic lotion on my skin and got dressed.
I washed the dishes before my mom came to visit me. She brought 70 euros and some chocolate.
After she left, I left too and went to the shopping mall. I deposited the cash into my bank account at an ATM.
I went to my favorite cafe to have a slice of key lime pie.
Once back home, I popped my pimples and did some stretches and exercises. I ironed the pillowcases and hand-, face-, and kitchen towels, and sang Bohemian Rhapsody from the top of my lungs.
It was getting late. I went for an urbane adventure; I took a bus downtown, then a subway to another town, bought a bag of crisps, and took a bus back to my home.
Once back home, I brushed my teeth and did the evening skincare regiment and applied basic lotion on my skin. I didn't remember to take my evening meds until ten o'clock in the evening.
I spent the night waiting for my evening meds to take effect, and watched Sam Raimi's movie Spider- Man and played Pokemon Go.
I also had a dream where I was sitting in front of a vanity table in a well- lit cave in Australia, and someone knocked me out. I woke up in Horror Shop, where I was told that they were having a birthday party in my honor. I wondered why they had knocked me out, I would have come willingly. Anyway, we had salmon heads and chia seed pudding for feast. I asked the shop owner to do nipple piercings for me.
In another dream, the entire country fell under the rule of anarchists, and I had to hole up in the bathroom of a fancy mansion.
I got up in the morning, took my morning meds and biotin supplement, brushed my teeth, did the morning skincare regiment, applied basic lotion on my skin and got dressed.
I washed the dishes before my mom came to visit me. She brought 70 euros and some chocolate.
After she left, I left too and went to the shopping mall. I deposited the cash into my bank account at an ATM.
I went to my favorite cafe to have a slice of key lime pie.
Once back home, I popped my pimples and did some stretches and exercises. I ironed the pillowcases and hand-, face-, and kitchen towels, and sang Bohemian Rhapsody from the top of my lungs.
It was getting late. I went for an urbane adventure; I took a bus downtown, then a subway to another town, bought a bag of crisps, and took a bus back to my home.
Once back home, I brushed my teeth and did the evening skincare regiment and applied basic lotion on my skin. I didn't remember to take my evening meds until ten o'clock in the evening.
I spent the night waiting for my evening meds to take effect, and watched Sam Raimi's movie Spider- Man and played Pokemon Go.