nobody had control of their money, we could only use our money for furniture. the "leader" asked, "gonna get new furniture?" when he seen the money i had, i believe it was over $700
dream #2
i was at my dads house, i seen the woman who lived across the street talking to a cop. about 30 minutes later they bust into her house with a warrant. my dads friend also said if i wasn't my dads daughter he'd fuck me?
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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.
