Last night I dreamt that I was dating a tyrannosaurus rex. It was problematic because he kept losing his temper and then would want to eat me. I had to calm him down. I woke up in the middle of the night thinking omigod, that was weirdly hilarious, my boyfriend was A DINOSAUR.
Today I was talking about the dream with my old roommate Abbey, and we decided that a stegosaurus is more my type. It was the truest conversation I've had in months.
2 comments:
Oh boy, a boyfriend that want to eat you ALL THE TIME, yea, that's problematic!
I wish I had your problems ;)
Unfortch, not the RIGHT KIND OF EATING (out). :)
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