Flying potatoes on a pogo stick, just what the fuck are you smoking!?
I mean, what the fuck was that!?
I absolutely have no words for my dreams recently. And it doesn't help that I might be a bit of a seer because even if there is just .001% of my dream happening, just the thought that it might happen is enough to make me panic.
I don't really mind the snogging part. I mean, I've read a lot of fanfictions so I'm definitely not a prude. But what really got me panicking was who I was snogging. I mean, he's okay but I don't even like like him. And I woke up and I was like "fuck fuckity fuck what the fuck was that why". Just... oh god, no.
And as if that wasn't enough, I'm not sure if last night's dream was worse or not but I was getting married. Almost. But holy guacamole, I don't even have a boyfriend and suddenly I'm dreaming of
I don't think I can take another dream hinting to any kind of relationship so please please please, subconscious, I am begging you, give me a decent dream tonight. Something with rainbows or butterflies or unicorns or OTP-related fluff. Just leave my non-existent love life alone. I can handle it on my own, thanks very much.
severely concerned and traumatized,
Rachel
