I was at the store looking for gifts. I was looking at big rugs and mugs. I called my moms to ask what size bike would i get for a boy that's 5'8, i was gonna buy a bike for my brother.

YOU ARE READING
Dream Journal
Fiction généraleFirst 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.
Sunday, January 9th
I was at the store looking for gifts. I was looking at big rugs and mugs. I called my moms to ask what size bike would i get for a boy that's 5'8, i was gonna buy a bike for my brother.