while we're talking about our dreams

Thread Topic: while we're talking about our dreams

Dark22978 Hot Shot

12 years ago

I don't remember much of the beginning, but...

Towards the end, my Dad brought a go-cart home. I drove away on it and went into a little path off the free way. One of my friends was standing in front of a house, whispering over and over, "There's a killer and rapist in there. Leave."

GUESS WHO REFUSED AND MARCHED IN

He wasn't a rapist, though. owo He liked to cuddle and had sweet blonde hair and red eyes.
Hephaestuschild Hot Shot

12 years ago

it was insanity
UnLoving Experienced

12 years ago

ou0
Dark22978 Hot Shot

12 years ago

wait insanity as Insanity or insanity the thing
Dark22978 Hot Shot

12 years ago

IT WAS A REALLY ODD DREAM AND I'M MAD I CAN'T REMEMBER THE BEGINNING
donotdisturb_2 Newbie

12 years ago

Coolio
UnLoving Experienced

12 years ago

You need a dream catcherrrrrrr
Dark22978 Hot Shot

12 years ago

It was fun cuddling him.

NO I DON'T I LIKE MY NASTY DREAMS ;A;
donotdisturb_2 Newbie

12 years ago

O.o
UnLoving Experienced

12 years ago

Okay then 0.0

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