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I've never had a nightmare in my life. Not truly. I have complex dreams with detailed and intricate plots, often including demons and foes who would do harm. If not for me. I am socially interactive and whatnot, but dream me is emotionless. I am, in dream, the most effective version of myself. Strong enough to kill off the hordes of zombies. I hunt the wolves that seek me. I defeat the fastest warriors. Battles of words. Fights beyond fist. Every scenario I could not do. I use others, never directly hurt them, to obtain my objective, I myself would not do this. I am "better" in my dreams and I destroy my nightmares. But, is it possible he is the true nightmare? A shell of myself, void of emotions. Using solely the most effective methods. Doing what I could never do. What happens if I were to fight him. His will would make me believe I would win. Then again, it's his will. I am him, he is me. What is he? Who am I? Could it be I aspire to him and he aspires to me? Btw, I'm not crazy. No really. I'm dramatic but what are these dream. Who do I become?

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There was a man; he seems familiar, but I don't rememeber his name. I put one of his t-shirts on; it's black and long-sleeved. The familiar man and I are lying in bed together when I run outside after a little boy. No one is in the streets and there are no cars, but that seemed normal. I caught up to the little boy and told him to run back home and fast before 'they' caught us. When we got 'home', the little boy dissapeared and I was in bed with the man. When I blinked, my friend appeared on the other side and asked me if I was happy like that. I smiled and she dissapeared. I blinked again and the man and I were alone. I kissed his cheek and I woke up.

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There was a man with dark hair and dark eyes; he seems familiar, but I don't rememeber his name. I put one of his t-shirts on; it's black and long-sleeved. The familiar man and I are lying in bed together when I run outside after a little boy. No one is in the streets and there are no cars, but that seemed normal. I caught up to the little boy and told him to run back home and fast before 'they' caught us. When we got 'home', the little boy dissapeared and I was in bed with the man. When I blinked, my friend appeared on the other side and asked me if I was happy like that. I smiled and she dissapeared. I blinked again and the man and I were alone. I kissed his cheek and I woke up.

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Selling fanny packs to female customers is hard enough. Designers have tried to rebrand them as “belt bags” or “waist bags,” but we all know what we’re looking at, and we have all the negative associations from the 80s to go right along with it. Male accessory costumers are customarily even more tentative to go for a piece that might find them on the receiving end of ridicule or questions of their masculinity, and if one such piece exists, it is most certainly a floral fanny pack. Men's Adidas High Top

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