I was sitting in my moms car in the walmart parking lot. i see justin bieber, and my mom goes gets him. he sits in the back seat, i cried but no tears came out. he wanted to be shown around town, so we did that. we chatted, my mom had to drop me off at home. i texted the group chat i'm in that i met justin but they didn't believe me cause i didn't have a picture. my mom said he didn't wanna take any pictures.

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Dream Journal
Ficción GeneralFirst part of my dream journal, second part is up and running. Writing down my dreams caused by intense anxiety. Some dreams may be graphic, mature or traumatic.