The other night I dreamt about my lover in the future. Although I can't remember his face all that well, I do remember that he was tall, dark blonde (?), and charming. We made love in the afternoon. And then he tried to make me come away with him, and run away from whatever it was I was getting myself into.
I wonder if he dreamed about me too? Future lover, wherever you are, I can't wait to meet you.
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I hate summer.
รก Propos de Moi
- JessicaRoxanne
- I like pretty things, owls, books, making dresses, writing songs, collecting cameras, cooking and baking, exploring my viola, and playing showtunes on the piano.
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