My dream's directly translate to:
lack of control.
Dwelling on the Past.
hahaha! what the fuck.
I'm nauseous, I will be all day. I'm meeting a guy from the interwebs out tonight. We actually have a pretty ..non stressful night planned..sports page and growlers for it's always sunny in philidelphia.. but um..
still ive never met the guy before.
wish me luck.
haha
( pray i don't vomit in the car before i get there all over my new jeans.. )
in other news:
damon called me last night..
" Aubrey? I love you"
GAH!
It's possible we slept together after spiritual rez, but i did one of those..
'just so you are okay with me spending the night with no strings attached things'
apparently, he forgot he said he understood.
I don't know. I mean i do know..
11:19 a.m. - 2011-09-29
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