...I'm starting to think that maybe our Saturday night was just a dream. It was so good, and by the way you seem; maybe it was only just a dream...
Except you don't get sunburnt or mud on you in reality when you do in a dream unless you sleep walk... And I'm pretty sure I don't sleep walk.
Now you aren't really even talking to me.
What the?
I really wish you knew what this is doing to my mind...
Except you don't get sunburnt or mud on you in reality when you do in a dream unless you sleep walk... And I'm pretty sure I don't sleep walk.
Now you aren't really even talking to me.
What the?
I really wish you knew what this is doing to my mind...
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