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My dream was of a guy I like he has a Irish background like me we both are cancer. Around the time I had the dream I had started a dialogue with my Long lost father. He is Irish. But he lives across the world from me. I had a dream about year ago. It started with me and the guy in a very dark house. I was in the attic and he keept coming up and down the stairs but not interacting with me or talking. Its abit like how when we first meet. Then all of a sudden we had to get out the building. Like it was going to fall or something. Then it switch over to me being somewhere else. I believe it to be Ireland. And Im walking down a street. I stop out side a place with square windows. It didn't look like a pub but I remember it looked warm and outside was cold and snowing. I go in and go up to the bar. I remember someone looking at me. I cant tell who this person was property but he smiled and said hi and I said hi and went over and sat next to him. I don't remember what was said but I remember he was wearing a red checked jacket.

I was in P.E class getting ready to play volleyball with my class. My class was Co-ed (guys and girls). I was very quiet in this class. My turn was to kick. I was being teased, but I ended up kicking the ball pretty good. Still was being laughed at. I got in this girl's face. Cussing back and forth to each other (as some of the other students join in, Including some guy who I had a thing with) (this guy was around 5'8,cuban,about 18, wearing mostly black, with sort of a gangster appearance) . So the P.E teacher came by to break things up and told the class to go inside. As we're lining up, I call out "Hey" to the Cuban guy I use to have a thing with. He notices my call, but doesn't fully stop so we can talk. I wanted to thank him for defending me with the kickball drama. So I pulled his arm. He proceeded with a "what, what do you want". I say "thanks for that". He response with "Ya". I try to get him to stop and talk more as I grab his arm and say "please". His response "Stop, okay just stop" than he began to slowly walk away. At that point I proceed to the P.E classroom door, open it, he's about 5ft away from me and at that point says "Lets ditch". I agree and follow behind him.

I was sat on the floor outside where I used to go to college, it was a lovely hot sunny day and there were two guys across the road laughing about emojis on clothing, and a group of girls on my side of the road a few feet away laughing about the same idea, so I started shouting idea about what'd look good and came up with watermelon on ripped white jeans, and one of the girls thought it must have been the best idea ever because she came up and hugged me and invited me into their group. So when I got up and walked down they were smoking a couple joints between em, but they didn't offer me any yet. Anyways there's a bit of a gap between being there with the group of girls and waking up to see my finished tattoo. Which the tattooist had ruined, and I realised I'd probably been drugged, because the head and mane was okay, but the horn wasn't in its head, instead it looked like the head was attached to a walking cane and the horn was attached to the curved end but shaped like a butt plug!! And I had to live with it so I went back to my house and my sister was in the bedroom and the group of girls was just leaving, but they left me half a joint in the windowsill so I smoked it out the window, and as I put it out a green skull flashed before me and that was a symbol that I would have a nice high and not a bad one.

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