I just want to write that I had a dream about the fuckboy, so I'll probably be hearing from him again shortly.
We were sitting on a blanket outdoors somewhere. It was an odd and mildly uncomfortable dream. I was somewhat disheveled and needed to clean up in an old public restroom with no mirror. (I wonder if I've ever seen my reflection in a mirror in a dream before...) A dog with a wagging tail followed me inside while I tried to put on lipstick. On my way back from the bathroom I saw my favorite weird aunt on a different blanket, alone, being fabulous as usual, goth punk style. She gave me something... a long necklace with a big witchy pendant. I carried it back with me to the fuckboy and showed him the necklace.
There was a lot more to the dream but I am too lazy to remember right now.
11:14 a.m. - 2020-09-28