Thoughts, confessions & storytime

dream n°1

yes you read that correctly, it says dream.

i've been subconsiously stressing out over the whole "being old enough to get asked when i'm getting married" thing so much IT MADE ITS WAY INTO MY DREAM

i wish i was joking about this 😭

so anyways this is how my dream goes:

i'm at a wedding or some kind of get together (covid is either nonexistent or long gone in this dream okay) and for whatever reason we run out of supplies (because people who weren't invited turned up, as usual). i get asked to go buy supplies and one of my guy friends who's like a couple months younger than me gets asked to drive me there.

anyways when we go to ask our parents for permission, his mum starts going on about how i'd be such a good daughter-in-law and how my future in-laws are gonna be so lucky, while my mum starts freaking out cos it's just gonna be me and the guy by ourselves and she starts telling me that this is gonna be the only time we hang out just the two of us.

in the end we never make it to the shops cos someone attacked the car with a coloured smoke bomb and then i woke up.

i don't know how or why my brain came up with this but i'm taking this as another sign as to why i should go to therapy

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hello everyone, it's your girl elle ~

this is probably the most chaotic chapter i've ever written here-
but hey two updates in three days, not that bad