So this dream has me and my mom shopping at a mall, not too strange at first. I stop at like a Fantastic Sam's for a haircut...also not weird, as many malls have this type of salon
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When I was a kid, I used to have this recurring dream. It started with me and my family living in log cabin in a remote forest. After the usual friendly establishments of where the dream takes place, the cabin was always attacked by giant killer ants. By giant, I mean like 50ft tall. Anyway, so the ants attack, my family and I run screaming from the cabin, and we continue to get chased by giant ants. For the first few years I would have this dream, it would end in my family getting eaten before my eyes while I ran to safety. Later on, the ending changed so that I would befriend the ants and ride away on one of their backs while the rest ate my family. This is why I don't think that dreams have any meaning. It's all just thought-vomit in your sleep.
Hmmm...yeah, well this particular photo just makes it look like my husband wants your nuts. I'm okay with that of course, but we all know that you are much more gay than he. I know about your secret Care Bears passion... and what's this I hear about Spiderman sheets??
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Either that, or you're really, really, super gay.
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But then I went into the comments section, saw the picture and the next post. Whaddaya know? Out came another.
I needed that. Is it even possible for me to say how much I miss you guys? Somehow, I don't think so.
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