quotheraven's Diaryland Diary
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A ruined dream...
You know how you have those dreams of someone you used to know? And it's not that you and he ever were "good" together when you did know each other, but that dream sure did bring a rush of extasy down your spine, your legs quivering, your heart racing. You kinda rub your legs together like a cricket and giggle with a rapturous, intimate delight. And the dream seemed so real, you could hear him, smell him, taste him, feel him. He's much cuter than he used to be, too, so that's an added bonus. You're together in this dream letting nothing interfere with your naughty, yummy goings-on until that moment when something in your reality sounds off and stirs your sweet sweet dream and that dream boy vaporizes in your hands and you open your eyes to that stupid, fat, lazy cat that has just decided to stick his big smelly ass right on your pillow beside your head jerking you out of an incredibly wasted wet dream! I'm locking my bedroom door tonight!
9:35 a.m. - 2003-10-09
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