this was weird i don't exactly remember the order of some of theses things, or who was in it
i was in this building, there was apparently a fire but i never seen it. my grandma, brother and cat were on this second level, you could only get up there by a ladder and the entrance was this tiny square. i yelled at them, they pushed my cat through this small square while they were attempting to exit the area.
i went to this bar thing, it was sort of like hooters except way more nudity. freddie mercury or shawn mendes i can't remember had a g string on standing on top of one of the tables. suddenly this man pushed me over a table, lifted my skirt and raped me. i don't know who did it, and i never said yes. after that was over i went to the entrance where an older man stood, i raised my top up to flash him, he smiled then i told him they are giving free shots of vodka. i went back inside and sat at a table with other women, we were talking about how we didn't really like joe biden but he was better than trump, we were talking about that stuff because joe biden was about to come in to talk about something.
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Dream Journal #2
General FictionThe second part to my dream journal. Capturing the dreams I have caused by severe anxiety. Trigger warning; some dreams are graphic, traumatic or mature. *none of these are real life scenarios, these are all my real dreams*
