Freddie Mercury

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wow, I haven't updated this in a hot minute...

anyway, I came back with another dream...


So, in my dream, my friend Abby and I were in a car with Freddie Mercury and we were driving through this place with a bunch of market stalls.

A bunch of these stalls were selling Queen merch, so we were like "Oh my God, how funny would it be if we went up to them and bought some?"

Good idea, right?

Well, no, because Freddie was only dropping us off. Why? Well, I don't know because personally, I'd love to go shopping with Freddie fucking Mercury.

The point is, why did we think they would be shocked if two random girls came up to their stall and bought Queen merch? Sounds normal to me...

Anyways, I don't know why Freddie was driving, because, well, he didn't know how to drive. Noting the past tense; he's also fucking dead.

That's basically it.


thanks for reading :) 

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