I had a dream the other night... my boyfriend was in it. In real life, he has an arm stunted by cerebral palsy-- in the dream, I was trying to hand him something but his good arm and his bad arm kept switching places, and he couldn't hold whatever it was I was trying to hand to him. I hated that dream. I absolutely hated it, because that doesn't bother me about him. And my subconsious shouldn't be telling me that it does.


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10:41:31 PM