So. Dreams are ways of recycling your thoughts. Things that have happened throughout your day, things you have thought about, things people remind you of.
You can't help your dreams, really. Right?
How can dreams feel so real sometimes?
They can make you laugh, cry, or wake up with an aching feeling for something that's not really real at all.
You can't help your dreams, really. Right?
How can dreams feel so real sometimes?
They can make you laugh, cry, or wake up with an aching feeling for something that's not really real at all.
I wish I could control them sometimes.
I wish I could keep my mouth shut sometimes. Oh well.
I wish I could keep my mouth shut sometimes. Oh well.
Oh, I'm never speaking up again...
Starting now.
Starting now.
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