i pulled up outside a bakery on a moving table and my mum requested some stale bread crusts, at which the waitress laughed and said "kids these days won't know what it was like eating stale bread crusts and catching colds in the freezing houses with their fancy heaters!" like wtf.
then, cut to an old friend of mine in a dance studio dancing to Girls/Girls/Boys, but to completely different parts
So i was singing and dancing to Brendon's voice, but she was dancing to the instruments and it was weird as hell
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Randommy dreams have been fucked up lately so i'm going to update from the last week.
