I only remember bits of it but let me try to write it down. We were at some kind of party or gathering. Then a girl kept popping up with a knife as if she wanted to kill you. Everyone was just like "What the fuck?" So i went over to you and we just started kissing like you were going to die, because you were. That went on for a while and the party thing was over and you had your arms around me tightly. There was another party going on the next day and we would see each other then. Then everyone had to sleep in weird old uniforms in bunk beds. Me and my sister went into an elevator to change and it was weird and awkward. This lady caught us and lectured us about being insecure. What? I don't know.
Yeah. I don't know why I dreamt about him. Wait, yeah i do. Cause I said i would think about him a ton then get over it. Heh. ._.
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