Dreams are just dreams
When they're stuck inside your head...
Dreams, I guess we're just made of dreams
When nothing else matters, as long as we believe.
I'm looking at you and I see my life
Passing before my eyes.
And when the journey's over, and all my dreams come true
I'll dream of you.
I love having good dreams. Last night I probably had one of the best dreams ever. It consisted of sleeping next to a certain someone on a bus ride, finally mending things once and for all with someone else, and totally standing up for myself against Brush (lol).
The first part just felt amazing. It was the most vague part of my dream, but it left the biggest impact on me. I woke up and was thinking about it, and I'm just like "Gah!!"
The second part was nice. We had a mutual understanding that we both have other people to confide in now.
The third part was the one I remember the most, lol. Probably because I've actually stood up for myself against him before in real life.
But anyways.
Dreams are just dreams.
Only 1/3 of these things have really happened.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
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