oui oui Martin Luther King mentioned 🗣️
i had a dream last night.
so basically i was in front of a transparent vending machine and my dad, a woman and a girl who looked about 8 years old. My dad put something in the vending machine and the claw thing started picking up stuff. He got 3 raincoats and 3 large rations of food from the glass box (idk why) and started walking away. I asked him something like "where's my food" idk and he shoved a small grape lollipop in my hand and he said "sorry that's the limit of the machine" (like the time limit you know? idk)
and he walked away and down a long flight of white stairs... I followed them really moodily and i slowly stepped down one by one. near the end i realised i accidentally left my lollipop upstairs so i ran up to get it. When I was at the vending machine, someone was already eating it. he turned around and smirked at me. Then i walked away while shooting the f finger at him. I grabbed a white cloth and ran downstairs. My dad was sitting down, the woman and the girl turned around on their way to the car and I rushed to my dad. Then I used the white cloth to choke him to death. His eyes bulged out and then his head fell off. Then I wrapped his head in the red-stained cloth and i threw it on the table.
then i ran away :D
(then i got sent to a magical school/prison camp and then i died.)
so. do dreams symbolise your thoughts or something? I've never really had these realistic dreams before. many of my dreams are just post-apocalyptic... but the first part was sort of real??
umm yeah drink wa'er ig (credits to NxghtXD for the wa'er)
~Ambrosia 💜
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