May. 28, 2004 - 9:14 a.m. They were nice dreams. Just us spending time together. We were at a funeral celebration (??), and we were sitting watching, then standing and he had his hand on my lower back. He'd kiss me now and then and we were dancing, which is weird because he doesn't dance. It was just strange, a love dream. old bitching - random - new bitching Sounds Like: Feels Like: 0 fussbugets said... |
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