I’ve had some seriously fucked up dreams the past few nights.
I had one dream that I was in the movie Free Willy, which is especially odd since I’ve only seen that movie maybe twice in my life.
Two nights ago I had a dream a boy I liked was a Vine star where he felt up random women for money and then posted the videos.
Last night’s dream takes the cake though. I dreamt the same boy from the latter dream wrote me a letter that said, “I can never love you because you eat too much.” He then proceeded to, in the dream, marry our mutual best friend. Then, in one of those strange dream transitions, I was suddenly biking down a country road near my childhood home and towing a bunch of old couches behind me.
I have no idea what any of this means, but I needed to share it.