I had a dream that I was being Punk'd. No, it was not by Ashton. I guess I should have said ala Punk'd instead. It was a bunch of people I know, not really close friends, like I said, people that I know. I won't go into much detail except that it involved crying, shouting and monologues. True to my waking self, my dream self just watched and gave no words, no reaction, not even acknowledgment.
I could almost hear my Mom saying "Are you hearing this? Say something, say anything. Geez. Make a sound. Fine. Arch an eyebrow. No?". Seriously, one would think that I just came out of a coma.
I could almost hear my Mom saying "Are you hearing this? Say something, say anything. Geez. Make a sound. Fine. Arch an eyebrow. No?". Seriously, one would think that I just came out of a coma.
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