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I had this dream last night and it was very -- like, I think my heart broke in this dream. It was a love story, but I didn't really get the girl. She called me up, though, and said "my mom asked me if I would ever consider dating a boy, and I immediately thought of you..." and I sort of smiled and blushed and did that high school thing of talking to her for hours on the phone, and I yelled at my family when they tried to interrupt. I did old school eighties dancing in the kitchen, joyous.
I don't know. The part where my heart broke was when I woke up and realized it wasn't real, which is what always happens. It still hurts.
I don't like being this conflicted, I'm not used to it. I don't ----
