04-05-2014, 03:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-05-2014, 05:06 PM by AnthroHeart.)
Dreams were rather dark. My dad pushed me down into a chair and laughed at me. He said I had pointed a knife at my grandma and was threatening her. I thought of the excuse that I had tourettes, which in a mild form can cause spasms rather than the explicatives. But I couldn't think if that word. He kept laughing at me.
Earlier, I was lying next to a guy who was going to get a circumcision. Our bodies were touching. I had already had one. He was getting it to help others.
Earlier, I put my black wolfdog Loki in the back room, and felt immediately separated from him. It was an uncomfortable feeling, but I felt that I had to. I am really close to him in real life.
Earlier, I was lying next to a guy who was going to get a circumcision. Our bodies were touching. I had already had one. He was getting it to help others.
Earlier, I put my black wolfdog Loki in the back room, and felt immediately separated from him. It was an uncomfortable feeling, but I felt that I had to. I am really close to him in real life.