I woke up and turned to see Dream wasn't there i got so scared that he had left like he was going to yesterday i ran downstairs and i was so relieved he was there standing in the kitchen but he was standing still with his feet on the broken glass. "What the fuck george...." he said to me "i- i- I'm s- so sorry i I'm gonna clean it up don't worry" he rolled his eyes and walked out. Crying i picked up the glass and swept the floor.
I finished cleaning and walked over to Dream "i cleaned it" i told him, he smiled and hugged me "thank you baby" he makes me feel so loved. But then i remembered all those pictures of those... guys. But its my fault for not being good enough in the first place i need to be better.
Dream decided to go play Minecraft and i was gonna watch him so we both sat down at his desk and he decided to practice speed running and he got a record time of 7minutes!!! He celebrated so hard it was too cute and he said "WHAT DID YOU RECORD IT ON?" I didn't record it though and when i told him he got....really mad.
He threw a mug across the room and it hit me in the face but its okay i know he didn't mean for it to hit me even though i got kinda dizzy and i think i could feel blood dripping down my face. But once he saw he hurt me ha came over hugged me and said sorry. I of course forgave him.
