More Truths!!
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Maybe later, I shall procure pictures of myself wearing said turkey hat, and also pictures of my guitar, who is named Clementine!
I am sending Clementine and an "organic apple" box of books&clothes&shoes down with my uncle to California. Clementine likes the view from the car better than the view from the air.
I am really going. December the 20th is the first big day among bigger (and smaller) days. Can I get an "EEEEEEEK!!"??
I woke up at eleven this morning, and I feel like you do when you do when you wake up from a nap that sets you back instead of the other way around. In conclusion, I am kind of grumpy and just generally not here. I also had some dreams that involved sex. You would think dreams of the sexual nature would be enjoyable, but apparently I don't get to enjoy anything about sex, not even in my dreams, because the dreams were horribly disturbing.
I went to the grocery store and to the bathroom, and a boy withh orange hair was cleaning it and I said, "Is this okay?" about like was it okay for me to go to the bathroom and he goes, "It's up to you." He never left and I went pee.
Later, a dark quiet boy and I became involved I guess, because we were together. When I woke up, I realized there was something very unsettling about him that I did not trust. I can't quite remember what happened romantically, but I do remember that we were at some sort of event in nature with lots of people around and we both went to the bathroom in stalls (but I guess the two stalls became one) because next thing I know, I see him looking into the toilet to see my butt. I gently covered his mouth (face?) with my hands, and then worrying about his breath let him go and he collapsed onto me/my lap.
I was tied up and someone was about to brush my teeth with some kind of substance (as torture for something?). The people who were doing it told me that in the past women got big marks (like long scars) on their foreheads and asked for their money back on their wedding days, because it was a problem. I asked what the stuff was, and the woman told me it was some kind of seedy thing, but my thought was that it was semen. This is when I woke up and couldn't swallow what was in my mouth (I was still kind of dreaming) but I didn't want to get up and go to the bathroom, so I spit into a towel.
I promise they were even more disturbing than that. I promise if you had dreamed them you would want to remain abstinent forever. Maybe God made a deal with my parents??
I feel gross all over.
Maybe later, I shall procure pictures of myself wearing said turkey hat, and also pictures of my guitar, who is named Clementine!
I am sending Clementine and an "organic apple" box of books&clothes&shoes down with my uncle to California. Clementine likes the view from the car better than the view from the air.
I am really going. December the 20th is the first big day among bigger (and smaller) days. Can I get an "EEEEEEEK!!"??
I woke up at eleven this morning, and I feel like you do when you do when you wake up from a nap that sets you back instead of the other way around. In conclusion, I am kind of grumpy and just generally not here. I also had some dreams that involved sex. You would think dreams of the sexual nature would be enjoyable, but apparently I don't get to enjoy anything about sex, not even in my dreams, because the dreams were horribly disturbing.
I went to the grocery store and to the bathroom, and a boy withh orange hair was cleaning it and I said, "Is this okay?" about like was it okay for me to go to the bathroom and he goes, "It's up to you." He never left and I went pee.
Later, a dark quiet boy and I became involved I guess, because we were together. When I woke up, I realized there was something very unsettling about him that I did not trust. I can't quite remember what happened romantically, but I do remember that we were at some sort of event in nature with lots of people around and we both went to the bathroom in stalls (but I guess the two stalls became one) because next thing I know, I see him looking into the toilet to see my butt. I gently covered his mouth (face?) with my hands, and then worrying about his breath let him go and he collapsed onto me/my lap.
I was tied up and someone was about to brush my teeth with some kind of substance (as torture for something?). The people who were doing it told me that in the past women got big marks (like long scars) on their foreheads and asked for their money back on their wedding days, because it was a problem. I asked what the stuff was, and the woman told me it was some kind of seedy thing, but my thought was that it was semen. This is when I woke up and couldn't swallow what was in my mouth (I was still kind of dreaming) but I didn't want to get up and go to the bathroom, so I spit into a towel.
I promise they were even more disturbing than that. I promise if you had dreamed them you would want to remain abstinent forever. Maybe God made a deal with my parents??
I feel gross all over.