i have dreams where i am with this guy, whom i like, very.. very much. we are at a party, where someone we both know is making skirts. she tells me not to get jelous of his skirt, though he is just holding it... somehow we end up on an old couch my family used to have in this house.. its a house we were at a party at, in reality. we kiss... and i wake up. |
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