And the alien did decree: "and I ain't gettin' any"
I keep dreaming They're usually my enemies. In one, Huffy and I were on an alien planet, getting attacked by bugs on a farm. In the recent one, Huffy was there, with Lie; I was getting a sex change soon, and we were looking for something. I keep trying to get off, but people kept interrupting. Such is sex, in my dreams. I remember that dream wherein I was Brock Samson. That was odd. Won't go in to detail. Sex is sex, and I ain't gettin' any. In the day, I dream of a time when I like myself, what I'm like, and what's going on. In reality, it boils down to the little failures: losing the music lessons, ceasing to clean the bookstore regularly, losing touch with my family. Well. The family thing isn't "little". I guess it all depends on what you're looking at, and what for. |
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