perfect, considering the dreams I had
Nov. 16th, 2004 08:58 amwhich I can't really explain. Something to do with riding a bike with Laura's violin, pulling pianos by large ropes on rolling couches, a girl, who might have been me, being a rebellious tart in a private Christian academy...she was the one who went to the picture show, ya know...getting punished by the evil nun, who might also have been me, by masturbation and convulsive orgasms. Oh, and there was a man, whom I think was the girl's husband, but an image of the future, but right there, only just behind a locked door. Lots of duct tape all over the seal, trying to keep him in...he had a rage, caused by the amazing torture he was being put through. I don't know why he was being put through it...reminded me of Anne Frank.
Oh yeah. Gotta ♥ the Nyquil-induced dreams.
~;P
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lame. oh well.
Maybe I'll write a short story outta those dreams...I have enough images, it might just work.
Oh yeah. Gotta ♥ the Nyquil-induced dreams.
~;P
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| Your Star Wars Masturbation Method Is: Polishing Vader's Helmet |
lame. oh well.
Maybe I'll write a short story outta those dreams...I have enough images, it might just work.
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