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| Current music: | Kool Keith |
Strange dreams
I dreamed last night that he was at a mall with me, faceless, and then we were shopping at Hong Kong Marketplace. But there was an escalator and we were at Universal Studios, in the parking lot, or at the Beverly Center, and he turned and I recognized him. Then, he grabs my shoulders and says, "you're the best worst friend I've ever had" and kisses my forehead. Then he starts laughing and wraps me up...he even had the pretty neck I want to put on a chopping block, and had lost that angelic hair. And he says, "I think we should speak." I laughed because it was so ridiculous to not speak to him. and then he was very young, around 16, and so was I and we ran up the escalator to get food that he was going to cook, and I was shouting the names of dishes after him. I woke up and cried that the dream was gone. I had a real friend in that dream, whoever he was.
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