I was in a walmart parking lot with my mom celebrating 4th of july. I was sitting on the ground leaning against a white sedan, I kept pushing it backwards with my back. I got a weird text, but couldn't reply to it because my phone service was off, some man offered to pay for it.
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Dream Journal
Ficção GeralFirst 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.