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I woke up before dawn today... crying. I had been dreaming about a wedding. My wedding. In the first dream, I married a close female friend. I'm not sure why we were getting married, but I do remember the feeling of dread/guilt as I watched how happy my mother was, while I remained aware of the sham nature of the marriage. The second dream was of my marriage to a man I was ridiculously in love with. My parents weren't there, but my man and I danced to "You're the Best Thing" by Style Council and "Don't Dream It's Over" by Crowded House.
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(i need somewhere to go, skitzzee's got things to do, so i'm here to bug you.)
should i say happy day? well, i will leave it in just : have a blast any other day! you still have 3 hundred something whatever dayz to enjoy and forget those creepy dreams...
hug!!
PS your wedding song should be Love Missle F1-11.
"there goes my look rocket red..."