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And a merry Christmas to you subconscious. - Spirit
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And a merry Christmas to you subconscious.
Current Mood: blank blank
So, I say to the girl in my dreams, what do you really think of me?

She grows cold, unresponsive, and pulls away, her voice like ice. 'I believe that you make me uncomfortable and that I can't stand you. Get out.'

Tears and recriminations follow. But at least I could fly a plane in my dreams.
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tangled_rhythms From: tangled_rhythms Date: December 25th, 2006 10:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
well, at least yours gives you a reason. mine tends to laugh derisively and then leave with the door shutting causing enough of a breeze that I can always feel my hair move away from my face.

flying is good, even when it's just in an airplane.

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