I dreamed of him again last night.

[scrubbedpotato]

I dreamed of him again last night. It was his funeral, but we were in a big yellow and orange warehouse. Chris and Brian were there. Chris was racing up and down the isles, whimpering with one of his striped shirt tails untucked. Brian was in a corner, whispering to someone I don't know, occasionally telling Chris to keep up the isle running. I was

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[ilostmybeer]

i think no one wants to comment on this becuase there just are no words. i love you girl. i hope this someday gets easier for you. this sucks. he never meant to haunt you.

[ms_fish]

hi sarah jean,
I noticed you viewing your boyfriend Soren's police report of the 6-11 attack from portalofevil. I assume you are the one that submitted the felony attack report to portal of evil and i want oyu to know how much humor it has brought me and my friends. we dont mind a bit. Good luck to you in your divorce and such. I know what you are going through. and frankly, my heart goes out to you. although i thought it was really crappy that one time I saw you talking trash about my five yr old, whom you have never even met. You must be a real lady.

[scrubbedpotato]

Nothing you just said makes any sense. I don't know you, you don't know me, and I don't know what the hell you are talking about. You must be very bored to pursue strangers to harass like this. Please leave me alone.

P.S.

[ms_fish]

oh by the way,
is Soren dead or something?