Dreams Are Truly Uncontrollable. Tsk, Tsk.

So I had a dream the other day that I kissed my best friends brother. That’s messed up. I MEAN COME ON. It’s her BROTHER. It’s like the song BFB by Victoria Justice, but I sware, it was just an accident. Then I had a dream that this guy I know asked me to his senior prom and I kissed him. That is still just so messed up. I know I see him everyday, but really should I have such a vivid image of him in my mind. Your answer: NO!!! Dear mind, when you aren’t under my control can’t you just whip me up a Hollister model to kiss?

XOXO

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