May 9th 2014
Me and Trev were walking around in Cornwall, playing on Montreal road. We were talking about We're the Millers when a big, brown truck takes a sharp turn left, into the parking lot of the store we were going into. A hot guy comes out and rushes into the store. I'm now standing right in front of the truck, looking in. It's Taylor Caniff! I open the door and they all look at me. "I'm not going to do anything, I'm not going to do anything!" I said fast, putting my hands up defensively. I sat on my legs in the passenger seat facing Matt and Austin who were in the back. "Haven't you ever just wanted to talk to somebody without them on you?" "Yeah, for like 12 hours," Matt says grinning. "Really, 12 hours?" Suddenly they all started talking at the same time. I got "Yeah, it'd be nice but-" out of it and that was it. Taylor starts talking to me and I think he was just about to give me his number, I woke up.
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"Sleep is for the Weak"
PertualanganHey there! I'm writing about my dreams! But don't be fooled, I don't mean my life goals! What I mean by dreams is those short clips you see happen when you sleep. Sleeping dreams? Idk, but some of these are actually pretty good. I've wanted to make...
