Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Jail
In my dream, I was walking around this place without my shirt on and I thought it was okay and didn't realize I was too old. There was a booth. It was like light and light blue and silvery stuff and clear and open. Like ea rouded botth. So, I think there were some tall fat black police or one and some other people. I went into the girls bathroom to fix my mistake, but they showed up with like the tube you put down people's stomachs or up their urinary tract when they arrest you or pump shrimp out of you and said like I was going to jail and maybe some other things. I was so mad, but I don't know what I did. I think there were girls from ballet or dance in the bathroom.
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