Originally posted by FightTilYouDie
I had a wet dream last night. There was this image of two large men, and right next to them were numbers 15inches and 5inches, respectively. You know how blurred dreams are, so I don't know the context anymore or what the connection was, I just felt like peeing my pants. Aren't dreams a fun time? Once you log off of them, it's clear they're fake and you're stuck again in the bitter world of reality files. Then you realize you could've done anything in them without experiencing negative repercussions, you'd almost eat any mans ass and become like a pussy in those imaginary situations, fearing a pseudo consequence. Sometimes I still can't distinguish between hallucinations and real life events, I bet many people feel the same.