Tuesday, October 30, 2012
halp!
I'm being haunted by a vision of my future daughter ... and son ... and husband or whatever ... because I felt bestowed upon me a sorta tacky, stimulated look of a young girl nerd with like square, polished finger nails. I guess straight dark, shoulder-length hair. More thick or brown glasses. Also, slick down hair, not especially neat. Skin that's kinda fair but not pretty. Just a piece of crap. Stimulated, stupid, intellectual. Small, not skinny but not fat. Sorta greasy or something. The bad thing is, I got the idea I was calling someone a nigger a bit and then that I was bonking my dad on the head. I had a dream I had to keep fighting him, and I won though it was hard. He was talking to my grandma on the phone that night. I got the idea she was being quickly submissive, sorta turning, and said, "Well, okay that's it." 80 First, though, I got the idea she was saying. "So, that's it?" It's as though that's some thought that stimulates me to pleasure. My mom thinks I take pleasure in perversion.
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