It's the smallest things...
I had the best dream ever last night. It was a perfect dream and I couldn't have been anymore happy. The sparkles and lips being tossed back and forth was amazing. Then, as I wake up, the worst question to ask around me was asked. Ruined the dream completley...and now I'm really pissed. I don't know what to do or why I'm up so early. Maybe if I sleep this dream will get resolved with a hand down a throat.