G O O D N I G H T

may 25, 2018

"the starfish"

this dream took place in a hotel in a country called  xenonville (yes, my nightmare, my country.). i was logging  in my myspace account with my dad's old samsung phone. then, i heard someone say something

"cinnamon is great, cinnamon is love." it was a manly voice.

then, came another voice, "bish, bobsponge is draining the minecraft water!"

and then i managed to join in the randomness, "i scrub lotion in my scalp!" i yelled.

and then patrick star came out of the bathroom, holding a microphone up his mouth. he suddenly yelled, "y'all simmer down! {the way my tall ass classmate say it *hahaha hey patricia!)}. i'm doing an asmr video!" then the starfish leaped at me and started whispering. "i hit your yellow-green dog with my violin because he ate bea's cheerios." after that, i cried. "why would you do such a thing? do starfish have genitals?" all the words came out of my mouth. he started reciting a poem. "roeses are turquoise, this video is viral, i gave a handjob to your second-cousin, my mother likes tortoise." then i jumped up and down. "my mother likes turtles too! let's be besties!" i said. "oh hell no, my bestie is veronica roth!" i got hurt by what he said, so i dug in my bra that i was wearing and took out some lotion. i took his microphone and rubbed the lotion on my forehead, then i rubbed the microphone in between my fingers. he was now crying and calling someone in the phone. "yes," said patrick, "i want 9 chicken wings with kabsa, please." then he put his phone back in his pocket and tapped me on the shoulder. "bish, i ate a girl named mish. then my pet platypus ate a fish."