two-hundred & eighty-four.
I tend to get manhandled a lot in dreams. And it's never 100% consensual. My fear of men is no secret, but I suppose it comes down to I'm afraid of their hands on my skin, and that all they'd ever see me as is some hot piece of ass. Among other things. After James, I've been so hypersensitive to men even getting a foot away from me. But it's different with different guys that I know, so maybe it's just strangers around my age.
So to get touched in a dream I have no control over borders on extremely disturbing and scarring.
Yesterday, I had what I think was a passing stomach bug, because now I feel perfectly fine. Or at least more fine than yesterday. I wasn't sure if I'd be alright in the morning, but I don't feel that "oh shit gotta go sit on the bathroom floor for ten minutes and wait for myself to hurl" sensation in my gut. But watch me go throw up in half an hour, lmao.
Now I'm just hungry. :( FEED ME FLIST
/OPENS MOUTH