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had some ****** up dream some ratchet chick kept saying 'fuck me' etc so i went to do it but where was her ***** it was like too blurred or something, was that my **** or...her's? i went it to but...my *** ended up taking the **** why are other's always present with these ****** dreams? then later i think like, i'm on MD majorly can barely sit down, my mums calling me, i can't speak! i'm trembling! gotta wait for the come down these images are made all the worse by the fact i'm at my grandad's house some train **** we heading to northern chinatown but it's all so confusing, do i jump on the tracks and wake up as i die? or do i get on the wrong train, because like the platforms are so mixed up platform 7 is yesterday's plat. 5 one thing i will say is there are no vondelspectors anywhere to be seen i remember in part of the same saga (my dreams take me different places these days) more fruity and exotic, but still a girl in a bikini and still other observers, but as I'm in a dream i'm like, why not? is this not the one place i'm allowed to **** ******* is that bad? or is it merely consensual? she's twerking kinda, or i'm rubbing up against her get an ******** but then, her dad notices so i pull some crazy faces and wave the bulge in my pants for the world to see, and wake up there was definitely a epic thrown in there some strange motion in which i play the protagonist or anti-hero, i can hardly tell because i keep waking up, sleeping again to dream more, it's so addictive
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Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 3:35 PM UTC
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had some ****** up dream some ratchet chick kept saying 'fuck me' etc so i went to do it but where was her ***** it was like too blurred or something, was that my **** or...her's? i went it to but...my *** ended up taking the **** why are other's always present with these ****** dreams? then later i think like, i'm on MD majorly can barely sit down, my mums calling me, i can't speak! i'm trembling! gotta wait for the come down these images are made all the worse by the fact i'm at my grandad's house some train **** we heading to northern chinatown but it's all so confusing, do i jump on the tracks and wake up as i die? or do i get on the wrong train, because like the platforms are so mixed up platform 7 is yesterday's plat. 5 one thing i will say is there are no vondelspectors anywhere to be seen i remember in part of the same saga (my dreams take me different places these days) more fruity and exotic, but still a girl in a bikini and still other observers, but as I'm in a dream i'm like, why not? is this not the one place i'm allowed to **** ******* is that bad? or is it merely consensual? she's twerking kinda, or i'm rubbing up against her get an ******** but then, her dad notices so i pull some crazy faces and wave the bulge in my pants for the world to see, and wake up there was definitely a epic thrown in there some strange motion in which i play the protagonist or anti-hero, i can hardly tell because i keep waking up, sleeping again to dream more, it's so addictive
julius
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Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 3:35 PM UTC
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