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Yoooo si jocutie naman napanaginipan ko 
          
          It's all about sleeping but why was it kinda spicyyy
          
          Like cuddling tapos I was on top, ish? Pero not totally? and my back was laying on his chest and he was spooning me and he hugged me so tight but his hands were...down there and on the bosom so i adjusted his hands para hindi naka hawak sa mga ano so sa midsection ko nalang sya nakayakap TAPOS i think it was his knee kasi ang tigas tas ang yung pagka curve basta parang tuhod pero IT WAS DIRECTLY PRESSING UP ON MY YOU KNOW. and HARD AS IN PARANG TINUTULAK PATAAS SA SOBRANG TIGAS so sabi ko move your knee it's on a weird place and i won't be able to sleep if I continue feeling that TAPOS HE MOVED PERO THE BUMP(?) STAYED ON MY COOCH SO I THOUGHT WHAT IF HINDI TO TUHOD. So i let it there nalang tas ako na nag adjust kaso sobrang higpit ng yakap na ang hirap na gumalaw HANGGANG SA NATULOG NALANG KAMI NA GANON tas ayon i was in and out of sleep na ganon halos pwesto namin na he was spooning me whether we're laying on our sides ganern AH ANG CUTE LANG HAHWFIWKJC

Kinda makes me want to smack myself across the face but eh. I don't wanna delete these. I wanna remember these dreams forever

I recently read my "confessions" here on wattpad and woooowwww. The phrase "kakawattpad mo yan" immediately popped into my head. 

BRO the way... he gently placed his arm on the small of my back while we were crossing the street and also while there were no cars around IDK WHY BUT FUCK i almost melted right at the middle of the street AND AND the way he pulled me close and put me on his opposite side so he was the one walking beside the street JFEKJCSKKCS FUUUUUUCCCCC AND THEN AND THEN MY HANDS WERE SWEATY AS SHIT I DON'T KNOW WHY AND HE KEPT COMPLAINING BUT HE STILL KEPT PLAYING WITH MY HANDS AND HOLDING IT AND HE LIKE INTERTWINED OUR FINGERS TOGETHER AAAAAHHH AND HIS HANDS WERE BIGGER THAN MINE AND HE WAS BIGGER THAN ME AND GLEKFKEKCKS PLEASE LORD WHEN AM I GONNA GET A BF LIKE THAT,,, LIKE THAT AIN'T A BF THAT A HUSBAND.

LISTEN if you call me a good girl I'd very much go  and say, "i am?" 
          
          i am very much ashamed of this

it took a lot to not squirm under their hand earlier

so uhh.... turns out i like having my thigh mindlessly caressed???? like those tiktoks "bf's hand on my thigh" and then just casually halding and squeezing a littlejfkejcjskx

so uh... i guess I like being kissed in the head? Or like just the way that they did it. I really liked it. It felt kinda intimate and guarding. They did it when I least expected it. And the way their hand held the back of my head and kissed the side. And the little tap on the ass HNNNGGG THE BEST

that was one of the most heart-breaking and heart-stopping dreams i've ever had in a while. and I've dreamt about dying. I still have my dog in that dream. And those men tried to keep them in their house when I went there to buy something. The house was like a maze, confusing stairs and rooms that look the same. And not to mention downright disgusting. I kept on screaming at the guy that opened the door for us, asking where she is and if i find her there im ripping him to pieces. I found her, finally, in some attic after searching for so long. I found her along with TEN other dogs that look the same. She was the only one with different colored fur but white fur covers most of her body. The other dogs looked beige in color but I figured some of them were white with dirtied fur. i kept on yelling curse words and threatening to go to the police. I was screaming and almost crying while carrying my dog. I said to my cousins who were with me "fcking film this! Film everything that you see! Someone go to that attic and take pictures because i am SURE these fckers will play dumb once we report them. fckng bitches you don't know who you're messing with." they did a lot more things in that dream to get back at me. But after everything, when I went inside that house to hide and escape, I saw this in one of their backrooms, "in this BOX is where every dog that (my full name) owned and interacted with, is kept." a freaking BOX. Like those padala boxes. Not even a sturdy one, and it was TAPED shut, and put on the highest shelf. It was as big half sized refrigerator. I wanted to open it but I will be found. In front of that shelf were many more small animals in cages. Most of them were dying, if not already dead. 

ahah so i'm either an infj or an infp..... or both.... how? and why does it even matter?