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I met a boy I have not seen in a long time. We got into a fight. My hair was long and black and straight and he pulled it. He had emo hair, dyed black. All he was wearing was black, skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and converse. My clothes were the same items but had different decorations. Late we were in a car. He said something insulting and I pushed him out the window. I felt really guilty. Later on we were lying on his bedroom floor and having a deep conversation. He had seen the recent cuts that I had done on my wrists. He did because my gel bands moved too far out of place. I ended up snuggling my face into his chest. I guess we both fell asleep, because of a panicked scream from hus mother. I was not supposed to be seeing him. My parents thought he was a drug addict but he was not. Because they confronted his parents about it they got into a fight. That is why i was not supposed to see him. I was scared and he was defending me. He did used to do drugs, but he had told me that night he had gotten over his addiction for me.

I visited a friend who was a shrink at a new corporate job she held. She was tall with brown hair. She was wheeling around a cart, like a cart the airline attendants use. And someone , without permission, removed the top of cart and I saw it happen and looked to see what was there with the person who removed cover. Inside were hundreds of face masks stacked up. They were all full face masks. Not ornate, just masks to cover the face. It game me the creeps, and I felt that her privacy had been invaded... I picked up a few masks to look at them, and they gave me the creeps. They were layered in the stacks, sort of rubber-like.

I was on a snowboarding trip with my sorority sisters. I fell off the lift and was hanging off the mountain for a long time and no one would help me. Grabbing onto the mountain felt like a blanket and I couldn't climb up to the top, which wasn't far away. Later, I was on a slide with 2 other people. It was like a game but we were watching someone else do it much harder. When I got off, I was naked and had colored tattoos on my body. I was trying to run towards this guys I once knew and had a strong connection to named Tyler. I now despise him. Later, I was in a car and we were about to go through a security checkpoint. We got out and were assigned an officer. Mine told me to get on all fours and proceeded to touch me under my clothes. He verbally assaulted me and told me that my boyfriend 's dad had died. I called him a liar and ran to my boyfriend 's mother who told me I could tell her what happened.

This guy I was talking to and I got in his friend's car at the gas station and we were driving. I thought the guy driving was cute so I climbed on his lap while he was driving and started to have sex with him. We were both enjoying it and the dude I was talking to was mad. I wanted to stop but it felt good. The driver ended up ejaculating on the sidewalk and the dude who I was talking to started to jack the driver up by the shirt yelling "why did you do that?" How you gone do that?" The driver just kept saying "I nutted. I nutted."

I had a dream about me and a lady (like an corrupt FBI agent or something) that were fighting in this building like a hotel, and I ended up winning so I handcuffed her with those toy hand cuffs and left her in a chair with a bomb nearby. She diffused it but did it wrong so it went off and caused a few floors of the building to collapse. I saw this and felt terrible about what had happened so I ran back to the building to help and found a place where they were signing up volunteers and in this place there were a bunch of government officials I met a Sargent and a Naval officer there they asked if I had seen the explosion and were suspicious of me it felt like and I said no I just heard it and ran to come help. So they began to have me fill out a bunch of info in a room that was pretty personal info and some weird random questions then I woke up.

Oggi sempre meno case editrici si affidano agli illustratori e queste collaborazioni tra le ultime, le copertine di Watzlawick per Feltrinelli sono sempre più rare. Ai tempi di Gadda e Scerbanenco era diverso, ho letto tutti i loro libri e, trattandosi di autori tanto lontani luno dallaltro, ho adottato scelte stilistiche opposte: solo acquerello per Scerbanenco, chine e cartoncini colorati per Gadda. Mi sono sdoppiato, dando sfogo alla mia schizofrenia artistica. Air Jordan Fusion 5

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