So, I usually don't remember my dreams, usually through semiconscious effort. I try not to remember them. However, this morning I had a dream I remembered, and with good reason. This is not a dream you tell your friends about. Luckily I have no shame
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(Or maybe it's something like you don't enjoy sexual independence as much as you think you should? I'm not the dream guy, so I don't know.)
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Maybe a good carrot cake with cream cheese frosting, that's pretty good.
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Or maybe you just watched Clerks. or checked out Ænima's liner notes. or have an insatiable yet subconscious cocklust.
but I still can't make it to practice tonight. sorry. next week though you bet.
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What could possibly be your excuse? I know it's not the finale episode of the Bachelorette, because that's tomorrow.
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Apparently, it's not as pleasurable as the old-fashioned method of masturbation. On account of the incredible discomfort.
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