i lived in a walmart, and i was leaving for good. There were a bunch of guys sitting together, they some reason hated me, they were all saying something about me so i yelled "you couldn't make me cum". they were all laughing at me mocking me?? then as i was walking through the front part of walmart 2 cops run and say "for now on when everyone enters you have to say your age & what grade your in"
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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.
