had weird dreams last night.
i was running around nyc with no shoes on. went through an empty mall. ran into old paul mccartney who was holding a blue jingle bell. i flirted with him (duh). we walked into an ornament store. we were looking at ornaments. he said he hates ornaments. i asked him if he ever got an ornament as a present. he said yes, but reiterated he hated ornaments.
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swoon.
my mother opened a late present. it was an ornament. she said she hated ornaments, and i giggled. paul mccartney hates them too.