I went on a date with Jason Nash, he asked his friends if they thought we'd go anywhere with a relationship, they all said no because i was fat. I was walking in front of him going to wherever we were going, he was in a blue suit. He asked "are you attracted to me" I said "no, i'm a lesbian"
I was at the dump, i saw this green sectional, if you rubbed the fabric it turned yellow, i fell in love with it. I was gonna put it in my room. There was nothing wrong with it, it was just a little dirty and there was a stain on it that i planned to attempt to get out. I had no way to get it to my house, thankfully someone i knew pulled up with a rig, he got a dresser. My sister and i waited while he was loading the sectional on the rig, he put some brown powder to help with the sectional potentially getting scratched. After he finished my sister and i got into the rig to drive to my house.
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Dream Journal
General FictionFirst 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.
