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Part of my dream last night:
Walking in joe's mum's loungeroom (from where I was sleeping) and collapsing to the ground, fitting and trying to call out to joe who was sleeping on another couch. My throat was so dry, and blocked, I couldn't make any sounds, so I slapped my hand on the ground over and over but still couldn't wake him.

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Parts of some dreams over the last few days:

We call him ultimate uncle- showed up at some family gathering wearing white parashute
pants and no tshirt, bald, smoking, drunk.

Napping on the porch of mels (?) place, NYE, all of these people pouring past on the road. This man walking up the steps towards me, and me recognising he doesn't live there. Confronting him, then alerting people on the street about it, a kerfuffle. Seeing mel, going inside and getting dressed, lipstick.

Being in a car with alister and heidi, driving towards sydney but the traffic was ridiculous. Eventually driving in this little footpath, ending up at this shore parking lot. Green, oyster shells. Parked, and bought a ticket. Saw a bookshelf of books next to the machine. Looked back, as some black man walked past me down the stairs. Saw him trying to get some stuff out of the back of this woman's car, as she was on the phone in the car. I was yelling, and she half stood up out of the door, the man grabbed her face, covering it with her hand, squeezing it.

Being in a play with jevon, some girls, madeleine pollard. About bees, I hadn't rehearsed the script. something about a bee meeting another bee and the mother being involved somehow.

Anna and aarin both being murderers, me knowing but unsure whether to tell the police or not
Walking through some mall with anna, advising her to see the cops and get some mental help.
Seeing anna kill someone out the front of this house, then pick them up, swing them and throw them on top of the roof.

Kissing Sam D and it being amazing. Kissing him again and it being lacklustre.

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part of my dreams this morning:
Being hunted down by a psycho killer. Skateboarding down some hill in campbelltown really fast with sez walking behind. Reaching into my pockets and littering multiple used condoms around. Walking up hill, up an alley, talking to keira on the phone, and seeing some guy with a hoodie on up the top. Realising IT's HIM, it's steve - sam's friend.

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Part of my dreams over the past few days:

Mum driving a speed boat really close to the rockpools

Making a soup with beetroot in it

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part of my dream this morning:

Me and paul both being really aroused in public and trying to find a place to do our thing. In the process, going into a fish'n'chips shop, ordering a serving of fish and chips, and shoving them all up my vag. The fish was crumbed, sort of like a fish finger (ha). Then dropping them to a pile on the shop floor.

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part of my dream this morning:

There was this designer doughnut shop, which sold lots of different kinds of doughnuts as well as doughnut flavoured paper and pencils, doughnut carriers, doughnut paints to decorate them with.

I remember testing out on of the pencils, and it was coconut scented.

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I'm in Lancaster, England. I've gotta say, I thought the ground and the keyboards and the doors would feel different overseas.. but they don't. Well no, that is not true. Physically I thought they would feel different, and they don't. This keyboard is slower than most in Australia though. ha!

Am having a bit of a psychotic time at the moment, but mostly this has been amazing. Today was. We saw some of Beatrix Potter's original drawings, and went on a cruise on Windermere Lake, and I found out some things about my dad I hadn't known before.

Getting in to all sorts of arguments with muma about menial things that blow up.bah bah bah.

Swingin' over the place