So, I *********** twice. It happens. The thing is I go -to do it- and like I don't want to literally be the 1 to do it like I did when I was 7. Then, I do it. Then, if I'm not tired - if I am, I roll over, look up into the ceiling and don't see it, roll over and don't know what happens then, really.. Then, if I'm kinda awake by then.. I just kinda, you know, never feel any 1 intense moment - and then I wake up and rat about it like it's *** in the building and maybe I'm just a porn bunny.
So, I had a bad dream. Last night I remember Ellen DeGeneres like maybe she had touched me and was wrestling with me I think with my arms wrestling hers. So, I remember I was on 1 side of a bed in the living room with my mom and like my brother online sending a cutesy evil message. Ginny was on the other side, a bit taller, maybe from bad frozen pizza.. and some things happened, like I rolled over onto the floor it seems and stuff like that and she was like ratting on about the summer and me missing her, not realizing how fast 3 month go by. So, she hugged me and I didn't feel anything and was thinking about the rest of this month. :|
So, I had a bad dream. Last night I remember Ellen DeGeneres like maybe she had touched me and was wrestling with me I think with my arms wrestling hers. So, I remember I was on 1 side of a bed in the living room with my mom and like my brother online sending a cutesy evil message. Ginny was on the other side, a bit taller, maybe from bad frozen pizza.. and some things happened, like I rolled over onto the floor it seems and stuff like that and she was like ratting on about the summer and me missing her, not realizing how fast 3 month go by. So, she hugged me and I didn't feel anything and was thinking about the rest of this month. :|
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