In Your Dreams
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"Dreams have meaning," They say.
"Dreams symbolize your current life situation," They say.
Well, what does it mean and or symbolizes when I see that asshole, Emmett Larkin's face in my dreams? I doubt that means anything apart from he's the worst person to exist. I mean, seriously, who goes their way and annoy the living daylights out of my soul every time he sees me. No one besides Emmett fucking Larkin.
Sure, he's cute and talented, but that doesn't mean he can simply act so arrogant. So arrogant that his day wouldn't be complete if he doesn't annoy me. I'm certain it's always in his to-do list every day. I tried to steer clear from him but, surprise surprise, he still finds a way to irritate me.
Like for example, not only he annoys me on campus, but apparently he also had invaded my dreams. My dreams are always bubbly and relaxing... But then the asshole's face showed up out of nowhere. Weirdly enough, he's different in my dreams. Nicer and calm and thoughtful, which made his cute face even more attractive.
Wait, wait... No, stop. He's still the worst. Especially when my subconscious makes me want to fall in love with him like that. It only made me hate him more.
Still, some dreams DO have meaning. The more times I see his face, the more curious I am to know what it all means. Some say if someone appears in your dreams that someone is also dreaming about you. But I doubt Emmett Larkin thinks about me.
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