I had the scariest dream about Derek last night/this morning. Everything about it was odd. Derek and I were walking around 2nd St. late at night. For some reason, I guess I hadn't completely told Derek everything, so he made me sit down with him on a bench and talk to him. Then he told me what I was saying was hollow and untrue. He also said "you're a great girl, and you're really the coolest person sometimes, but other times I can't stand who you are." Oh. My. God. Why am I dreaming bad stuff like this?! I don't like it one bit! Goddamnit.
I hope that doesn't completely ruin my day.
10:43:57 AM # Speak to Me []
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