She is being rebellious about social networking online. Also, she is doing it just to me. That is suggestive considering what I'm supposed to feel, if you know what I'm talking about.. It's just 1 more piece of bullcrap for me to have to think about. I kinda don't want to ask her to add me on a new Facebook.. hey I did get a new Facebook. She said she would. She was supposed to say why she wouldn't. She seems gay like Órla Karron Fallon. I just get a definiitive, stuck up message from her. Everyone else can tell she's crass. I am so sick of this bullshit of people telling me I'm gay to want organized attention, that's why, but I'm also mad at the fact all these people in the community turn on me. My old choir director and organ teacher has nothing to live for. She's a * * *. She teaches gay kids.
Showing posts with label Ginny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ginny. Show all posts
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Rude
I am rather upset. I feel Ginny is being rude. She didn't answer me. She didn't readd me on another Facebook. She's just being another popular Pennsylvanian or Californian who will not directly speak to me, is probably fucked up and looking for ***. What am I supposed to do? I mean, she said to e-mail her. What do you think that flippin' means?
Dream
I had this good feeling walking around. So, I was at this lot, like on a floor of a lot by an airport, like at a theater class, like Ellen DeGeneres was the teacher. I was thinking about my mom's age. I kept feeling good the whole time, like based with all over. I don't distinctly remember the instructor. I filed in early and found people in the class, 1 was like tall with light medium brown hair, bnags, glasses, straight smooth hair, another maybe black and kinda like the girl I'm working with a little plump a good height, another girl the same stature but white maybe like reddish darker hair, the other maybe some similar blend, maybe a little taller and slimmer. I kept walking around, but I kept feeling good. I think the instructor was like looking over shouting. She was like concerned and caring but supposedly strict academically. It's an interesting way to be, maybe was also looking for Ginny but not actually in this dream but probablya distant thought.
8 Years
Ginny is fat, and most fat people are agreeable yet uninteresting. I'm not sure if I ever had a successful relationship with any unhealthy person. I don't just want a skinny, dorky friend. She also thinks she has a more attractive background and that that's dirt. Maybe, she's just a sorry case. Her mom made her attractive so she would be hygienic. I don't take for granted what my mom did for me. You can't just assume it's the bastard cause that morale ain't so. It was only about crazy, drunk fathers. My dad is tacky because he ain't skinny, and he don't work out, no more. Also, kids have to have traits from each parent. I needed to work out, but it seemed like I'd done too much gymnastics, not much good in way of dance, I guess. I mean, there's not necessarily like a certain option. I was struggling between ballet and jazz/lyrical. Now, it seems to not help, nothing I do. I sit around at home, people just keep thinking my dad is gonna hurt them, send them a hurtful message. Just think about how Tim Burton and Johnny Depp changed the world. I remember it was the people, but Tim Burton is crass. He was kind unrelenting to people who wanted to be actors rather than not be actors. I wouldn't accept it. Why should he have a daughter, at all? No one gives a fuck, fuck fuck fuck like a duck. You, like Ginny, is just waiting for the perfect person to come around and keep barking at me for seeming too atypical for having a mixed European father with typical family names and a Chinese mom who is typically attractive from her younger age.. That proves Tim Burton lied that he's not really holding out for a good reason but for selfish reasons. I guess that's why I chose Johnny Depp and then found he depended on Tim Burton but that Tim Burton pretty much didn't feel good about his not being able to act. I mean, my mom and I could get him in shape, but he's with "stupe-id" He~le~na Bonham Carter. I was getting better. He just needs people to talk to. Sit at a computer and find someone to talk to on a message forum. Start walking and jogging, do the core workouts and weights for the health of yur blessed arms. It's your fault for not being a total person. Lazy people from California. Go suck a fish corpse. Talk to people, or you'll get fat and die, like the old days. Stop getting high on artificial attention. I never get any attention. It's all hidden traps. You're just gonna say, hug your dad. What about my mom? I didn't say I wanted to hug Tim Burton. I just kinda deal with it but can hug other people. I mean, what would happen? I would just sorta lose my tease, like I did with my dad. I just wanted a nice relationship. I guess it was special to him. I'm not really gonna hug Ginny. I just want to set her straight, to understand she's crap, she acts like she has some like nonexistent program in Orlando because it's Disney. You have to go completely into something, you can't get too much good attention like of fate thinking coincidences are miracles. You know, she doesn't use Facebook much. I don't know how most people know her. They might look up things in Orlando. You know, people in Theater in places like New Orleans. People wouldn't post to her much. It's funny, I spent a lot of time bettering myself and kinda have a lot to spray. I guess I'm not in a certain mood. I mean, it just seems like things used to be different, like no matter what I did. If there's something wrong, it's Orlando's fault, crappy Orlando. It's not like, I'm just there and no one can do anything with me. What the hell is that? Am I losing memory? Why aren't things getting better? I'm still in the program. If you're not good enough, then leave me alone. People who are good are never supposed to turn anyone down and not hear what they have to say, like Gahndi. You know, I don't care what you think about me having a dad from Pennsylvania. I know you just care about the Pennsylvania Dutch. Why not knock out other states while you're at it, like Delaware? I mean, I had a fun friend family from there. You know, Ginny, I don't give a shit what these so-called "Floridians" think. Florida is a beach state. It is not the only place you can be modern. Say what you will, that's what they think. Why do you even feed the birds? Don't you like me? I just want to find out what happened, why you are just being mean because of Tim Burton and why people are ignoring me online but later on people won't. That's the only way to communicate, people live online. Why not accept that I mean no ill will to anyone. I just want to do my homework and have a good time. Having a good time is not illegal. Why is everyone like gawking over Ginny and feeling sorry for her teaching the children who believe in shit? I mean, I am not that kind of person. That's all you've thought of while I've been submitting myself to this. I just want a good time. I want to see people! Is that so hard to ask? I don't even know if I want to be famous. I want to meet famous people, though. I'm lonely, no one wants to approach me nor admit I seem, like, popular. You all are denying me that for 8 years!
Disney World
Why is Ginny so sarcastic like Órla Karron Fallon and Ellen DeGeneres? She acted like the kids here who are from Orlando since maybe around age 13 set themselves up to hypnotize themselves to submission that they had a fair shot at life compared to most people and that they did the right thing but that they were some *** object to Ginny just because she is like famous for doing the talking at Disney or something since the 80s. The fact is it's just because she's attractive, too, and not like someone too skinny born like around the time of Céline Dion - and why do you find it tacky I mentioned her because it's not. I haven't really heard anyone talk about it so don't know. I want to talk about it, just mention it ... gotta problem, just trying to impress someone, trying to achieve some contrapted ideal? I have a feeling it won't work ~ Just admit that she's ***y and has good ideals but gawp at the fact she's born in 1958 and has a mom from California, maybe appreciate her dad being from Pittsburgh- I met up with people from another area, and their kids's mistake is that they are stuck up about working, like no one should help them in thinking about working, selling souveniers at Wicked, which is about the Wizard of Oz.. Bottom line don't sit there and shit with me about my parents's heritage, I'm not supposed to have to suffer because of it. So, I mean, these kids are pressuring me not to succeed. I want to find a place I can go, but I want to stay here so I can live easily. They think you have to sit there and think you're nothing to encourage others to think they're nothing, have no goal they are striving for, think it's desirable, yet tacky, won't admit they have to go pleasure themselves themselves. I know I used to be like that but not in that way. I mean, I looked presentable, I didn't like role my eyes and buzz my lips at the teacher and show off my, like, nigger skin cells. I didn't approve of thinking things were shit just to put off what I was supposed to do. I wanted to be like you were supposed to, didn't think I was supposed to be like a beggar on the street, not sure how to elaborate on that nor shout it out. Why is Ginny so inhibited. Everyone I know who's moved here is outspoken. Ginny just thinks I'm an adult, shoudln't know my age. She doesn't respond appropriately, just doesn't really seem that accomplished. It's bugging me, I don't want to have to respect like some thing she's saying I'm not good enough for when everyone before Tim Burton came around would like approach me, and no one will accept the new me. No one even accepts I'm a kid to my mom, anymore. My dad was already off. He will cycle into the thought that he's not. The kids here are totally the opposite and I can't get the pressure off to stop thinking about the pressure they have on me, that I need their attention or needed it, in some way. They just won't get off. I guess it's keeping me from thinking. I want to feel attractive, not like Floridian scum. I mean, Florida was supposed to be a good place, has a nice sea breeze and Disney World.
So
Does Ginny think I am gay? Who's gonna talk to me? I don't demand it, but I mean I just wanna talk about it. I mean, there are only so many of certain figures in Orlando, I assume. I am not sure where to go, but I did want to live at home for now. I mean, if there was a non-gay reason or something.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Dream
I think I was sitting in Ginny's big lap. I forget the nostalgia, the "violence" or danger.
Later on, I was in this huge class, had been trying to sign up for ballet for a few times around. So, I was in this huge computer like sorta hall-feeling room, getting my stuff, passed this naughty girl who was rather stocky, fuzzy mousy light blonde hair. So, some reason, I was in a bus with Ellen DeGeneres, and I was supposed to film myself as though I had a headband on. I told her to do it, and she was stuck on the idea that I was supposed to do it kinda but I was so quick to flip the lid that that wasn't an issue that existed. It felt like I was really there. So, then, the popular girl in front was like acting like a lot of kids do and said can I sit on your lap or something ... don't remember what happened, but she was acting funny. I think like it was about people from California. So, then, like people were jumping off or stuff. I think when I did something she jumped off. I think I fell off, and someone would get me, but they knocked the old tall lady out and then it was like she liked me. Then, I was thinking about how Ellen DeGeneres said like she wasn't that big at, like, 11, and I sorta cowered up and said I was as big as I ever was just fatter now.. So, I was thinking about how she was so tall but why she filled out. I guess I had a little happy, thinking I was dead and walking over to her and she was supposed to pick me up because I was so much younger than her and a kid and like she was an age of my mom.. I woke up..
I also had a dream of Alice in Wonderland, that she wasn't short, in a big image. Ah, yes, and the mother was in the car and I had another situation before where they approved me.
Later on, I was in this huge class, had been trying to sign up for ballet for a few times around. So, I was in this huge computer like sorta hall-feeling room, getting my stuff, passed this naughty girl who was rather stocky, fuzzy mousy light blonde hair. So, some reason, I was in a bus with Ellen DeGeneres, and I was supposed to film myself as though I had a headband on. I told her to do it, and she was stuck on the idea that I was supposed to do it kinda but I was so quick to flip the lid that that wasn't an issue that existed. It felt like I was really there. So, then, the popular girl in front was like acting like a lot of kids do and said can I sit on your lap or something ... don't remember what happened, but she was acting funny. I think like it was about people from California. So, then, like people were jumping off or stuff. I think when I did something she jumped off. I think I fell off, and someone would get me, but they knocked the old tall lady out and then it was like she liked me. Then, I was thinking about how Ellen DeGeneres said like she wasn't that big at, like, 11, and I sorta cowered up and said I was as big as I ever was just fatter now.. So, I was thinking about how she was so tall but why she filled out. I guess I had a little happy, thinking I was dead and walking over to her and she was supposed to pick me up because I was so much younger than her and a kid and like she was an age of my mom.. I woke up..
I also had a dream of Alice in Wonderland, that she wasn't short, in a big image. Ah, yes, and the mother was in the car and I had another situation before where they approved me.
Monday, March 4, 2013
Being Young, Forever?
So, Ginny, do you care about younger people?
I have a problem, people, I don't wanna just be considered the peak feeling of Generation X, when I'm set up for Generation Y.
I forgot what I was thinking so might have to admit shit. I am upset that I don't know many people.. I'm in a situation I guess, socially.. Anyway, I did notice that I'm ½ the age of people the age of parents like my mom's age would be, you know like almost 30 when I was born? I was born in the 1980s. The problem is that everyone planned I would not grow up until way after high school, but now Ginny feels uncomfortable around me, whether she tells you this or not. I noticed, all of a sudden, that people who are only like maybe 15 years older all of a sudden don't see me as that much younger, some of them.
I'm also concerned about meeting people who are older and older who think they can like sorta ruin my life. I don't understand why so many kids born in like 1989 or 1990 or earlier 1991 I guess would just be like attached to the peak generation of men born like around 1950 as old and suck up to them. I don't know any men born in the 1940s. I guess it's a thing about younger kids to older parents. I know, though, that kids born in 1998 do enjoy adults born around 1960. Maybe, they saved themselves solely for them, in life. What am I supposed to do? My life is changing. People are getting like mimicy to me for saying I want people to act nice, like it's a robotic wish. It's true, though, it seems that kids born in 1990 didn't really have it good and that 1s born in 1991 are considered like too active and then the 1s born the year after pretty much enjoyed life the way my generation was supposed to be successfully, you know? like thinking things are cute and not worrying so much about being in some certain mold and stress, in life.
So, I guess I'll just say it here on my like private forum, I mean, I want to live life like a kid, still have that interest, to post online. As a person, I still like to be like a kid, I guess, dress like a kid.. I feel like a kid.. I look like a kid.. I was upset that boy from The Santa Claus is seen as being too young, and he's a boy but born a day before me. Maybe, look at the star of Sydney White and Hairspray and the Olsen twins and Lindsay Lohan and Hilary Duff to think about me. Charlotte Church, too. Amanda Seyfried. Brittany Snow from Hairspray. So, it's true, if you're younger than me, I guess you'll grow up in a few years.
The problem was I still am a kid and if I'm over ½ the age of someone older than me from Late Boom, they might just not treat me like a kid. I already have lots of problems fitting in as a generation. The bottom line was to look like a kid born in 1997 and that 1998 was just too much, kinda prejudiced, shouldn't even exist. The bottom line is I still am a kid, I just never really looked like a modern teenager. I am not treated like a 1920 woman. I will not be treated like I am too old by someone just because I am over ½ their age. I counted from when I existed. Hm... That means this whole time I forgot I was passing up my mom in when she 1st existed. Now, what? At least, I planned, but it's just that I have a good relationship. I pretty much have wanted to be like her. I kinda wanna fastforward and solve my problems for like the next 3 years. My relationship with her is good, though. Maybe, she just sees me as her egg. :( Well, I look like my mom. I just hope I am still a kid to her because if it doesn't work out I think I will need to be restrained. I got a feeling as a Middle Easterner I was no longer young. I'm not really Middle Eastern. I guess I will just accept I have my mom's blessing and that the fact is what the fact is. I still am a kid, though. Not really, but it's like I don't feel mothered. I'm just worried what my mom will think. I might have to wait and see. I don't want to be treated like I'm someone older. I just don't feel life is all about looking like you're born in 1998.. maybe 1992? but not Miley Cyrus. More like that girl Hayley on the Pirates board on MS. So, help me with my mom, I really want to be a young kid to her. She definitely doesn't see me as her age, have been trying to be like her age but feel the motherly relationship..not sure why things went wrong, really. :|
I have a problem, people, I don't wanna just be considered the peak feeling of Generation X, when I'm set up for Generation Y.
I forgot what I was thinking so might have to admit shit. I am upset that I don't know many people.. I'm in a situation I guess, socially.. Anyway, I did notice that I'm ½ the age of people the age of parents like my mom's age would be, you know like almost 30 when I was born? I was born in the 1980s. The problem is that everyone planned I would not grow up until way after high school, but now Ginny feels uncomfortable around me, whether she tells you this or not. I noticed, all of a sudden, that people who are only like maybe 15 years older all of a sudden don't see me as that much younger, some of them.
I'm also concerned about meeting people who are older and older who think they can like sorta ruin my life. I don't understand why so many kids born in like 1989 or 1990 or earlier 1991 I guess would just be like attached to the peak generation of men born like around 1950 as old and suck up to them. I don't know any men born in the 1940s. I guess it's a thing about younger kids to older parents. I know, though, that kids born in 1998 do enjoy adults born around 1960. Maybe, they saved themselves solely for them, in life. What am I supposed to do? My life is changing. People are getting like mimicy to me for saying I want people to act nice, like it's a robotic wish. It's true, though, it seems that kids born in 1990 didn't really have it good and that 1s born in 1991 are considered like too active and then the 1s born the year after pretty much enjoyed life the way my generation was supposed to be successfully, you know? like thinking things are cute and not worrying so much about being in some certain mold and stress, in life.
So, I guess I'll just say it here on my like private forum, I mean, I want to live life like a kid, still have that interest, to post online. As a person, I still like to be like a kid, I guess, dress like a kid.. I feel like a kid.. I look like a kid.. I was upset that boy from The Santa Claus is seen as being too young, and he's a boy but born a day before me. Maybe, look at the star of Sydney White and Hairspray and the Olsen twins and Lindsay Lohan and Hilary Duff to think about me. Charlotte Church, too. Amanda Seyfried. Brittany Snow from Hairspray. So, it's true, if you're younger than me, I guess you'll grow up in a few years.
The problem was I still am a kid and if I'm over ½ the age of someone older than me from Late Boom, they might just not treat me like a kid. I already have lots of problems fitting in as a generation. The bottom line was to look like a kid born in 1997 and that 1998 was just too much, kinda prejudiced, shouldn't even exist. The bottom line is I still am a kid, I just never really looked like a modern teenager. I am not treated like a 1920 woman. I will not be treated like I am too old by someone just because I am over ½ their age. I counted from when I existed. Hm... That means this whole time I forgot I was passing up my mom in when she 1st existed. Now, what? At least, I planned, but it's just that I have a good relationship. I pretty much have wanted to be like her. I kinda wanna fastforward and solve my problems for like the next 3 years. My relationship with her is good, though. Maybe, she just sees me as her egg. :( Well, I look like my mom. I just hope I am still a kid to her because if it doesn't work out I think I will need to be restrained. I got a feeling as a Middle Easterner I was no longer young. I'm not really Middle Eastern. I guess I will just accept I have my mom's blessing and that the fact is what the fact is. I still am a kid, though. Not really, but it's like I don't feel mothered. I'm just worried what my mom will think. I might have to wait and see. I don't want to be treated like I'm someone older. I just don't feel life is all about looking like you're born in 1998.. maybe 1992? but not Miley Cyrus. More like that girl Hayley on the Pirates board on MS. So, help me with my mom, I really want to be a young kid to her. She definitely doesn't see me as her age, have been trying to be like her age but feel the motherly relationship..not sure why things went wrong, really. :|
What a Mistake. 3I
Ginny and people think I don't deserve much because I'm not shy nor molded, what a mistake, what a mistake. 3I
Mystery
So, Ginny was interested in me online because I was less than ½ her age.
Also, it's like no one was ever going to accept me parentally. Why would you be "on," now? I mean, why wouldn't you 3I
Also, it's like no one was ever going to accept me parentally. Why would you be "on," now? I mean, why wouldn't you 3I
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Unfair in Comparison
Why was I made fun of for keep going? I know my dad "was unfair to my mom."
Ever think that people from other places don't really accept Elle DeGeneres?
I mean, I probably should have been more healthier to take voice. Would have been nice. Should find a European teacher. Also want to take some sort of class from Ginny. Probably not diction. I feel as though I'd want to teach her to sing. She could just have fun with me and like see if she knows squat. I mean, she works with speakers and also with singers to speak, so that is very important. I don't also just hang out with singers, I hang out with people to hang out.
Ever think that people from other places don't really accept Elle DeGeneres?
I mean, I probably should have been more healthier to take voice. Would have been nice. Should find a European teacher. Also want to take some sort of class from Ginny. Probably not diction. I feel as though I'd want to teach her to sing. She could just have fun with me and like see if she knows squat. I mean, she works with speakers and also with singers to speak, so that is very important. I don't also just hang out with singers, I hang out with people to hang out.
Friday, March 1, 2013
Hi Ginny
Well, I hope she has a long break off, like a year. :|
In the summer, I just wanna go to Disney, guess it'll cost money, was otherwise wondering if I could stand on a boat in the water in the Midwest.
Also, I think kids here should go on break over the break, bring their homework. They should go somewhere else, Europe, a nonwhite nation, or the Midwest, or maybe somewhere else. I wonder if there are special camps in L.A...
In the summer, I just wanna go to Disney, guess it'll cost money, was otherwise wondering if I could stand on a boat in the water in the Midwest.
Also, I think kids here should go on break over the break, bring their homework. They should go somewhere else, Europe, a nonwhite nation, or the Midwest, or maybe somewhere else. I wonder if there are special camps in L.A...
Dreams
I had a dream I killed Ginny Kopf. In the end, I heard a few low drums of no consequence really, just th..anyway and then she exploded into lots of little glittery dust, as though she committed suicide. '=s The funny thing is I don't remember what I was doing 1st, but I know I was flying around a big place with lots of sorta plant-like buildings, kinda bleak. I felt there was some big spirit flying me around, though, so I guess I was not the 1 flying? I liked feeling that I was being held on my crotch, but I got some ideas I tried to process. I realized that you can find anyone online at school in their city. I decided, though, that I wanted to do something about safety but always realize that death is just around the corner. Other interesting things, I felt like my feet were like pushing pedals like of that famous organ song. I also felt my body nearer to the end before that as the result of being like a jelly worm, you know gel.. Those gummies. ;D From doing ballet, like it wasn't a good idea but hwen you do it it is. I wish I remembered my other dreams, but I was more conscious with this 1, like before. I think when I fell asleep this time, I felt dead from something, like the medicine as the end. It's like because I wasn't famous with a lot of money from wishing to be an actor while I was on MySpace. So, anyway, I was flying around a long time, felt touched, felt strong, the stronger overall feeling or whatever was the situation. Oh well, wish I could remember more. It was sorrowful and somber. It was like it was a scary, black, from the past like my past life or dead, like a Ghost of Christmas, sorta going with me on a journey I was taking or happened to take because of her. I still feel a big force around my crotch, and it feels like huge, puffy, not too old arms. I woke up, and my blessed fingers were like big puffs. I guess I did it to myself, as usual. It's always interesting, but it won't last. I used to feel I wish it would last. :|
So, if you want to know what I did in bed, I could feel in Cleveland, my blankets feeling celestial like they put kinda a lot of sorta involuntary|voluntary, you know random.., pressure on me, like a spirit, that it was a person. My bed also pulsed in a very surreal way. I used to imagine the life in my eyes suddenly like crossing mainly.. and myself fucking the tubes! D; I tried it as much I could, like I would not stot, like I had to do it, like there was no point in thinking of other things in bed, myself. I can't seem to do that, now, here. I just was distracted, in the end.. I used to go around to RDV and sit around, a magical place, while my mom was busy. I'd watch the people and feel I was in a magical world, really, but for some reason it had to dye away.
So, if you want to know what I did in bed, I could feel in Cleveland, my blankets feeling celestial like they put kinda a lot of sorta involuntary|voluntary, you know random.., pressure on me, like a spirit, that it was a person. My bed also pulsed in a very surreal way. I used to imagine the life in my eyes suddenly like crossing mainly.. and myself fucking the tubes! D; I tried it as much I could, like I would not stot, like I had to do it, like there was no point in thinking of other things in bed, myself. I can't seem to do that, now, here. I just was distracted, in the end.. I used to go around to RDV and sit around, a magical place, while my mom was busy. I'd watch the people and feel I was in a magical world, really, but for some reason it had to dye away.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
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So, you see kids in the 1980s were treated like shit, you see the little kids with the button noses in Ginny's picture. Light hair. They look like stupid dolls. Kids today are too much in fast forward, based on knocking out the future of kids before.
Picture
Ginny is the skinny brunette on the left. Hmph, her hair is gold brown.. I need to start using Radiant Red, again?? Her hair seems lighter, now.. No, wait, I'm using the Sheer Blonde for dyed blondes and there's red in the bottle, so.. Er.. Now, what? I'm using Frizz Ease. :|
Picture
Ginny is the skinny brunette on the left. Hmph, her hair is gold brown.. I need to start using Radiant Red, again?? Her hair seems lighter, now.. No, wait, I'm using the Sheer Blonde for dyed blondes and there's red in the bottle, so.. Er.. Now, what? I'm using Frizz Ease. :|
Disturbed
I feel Ginny is ticked off and I can't sleep because of eating cold cuts, like it's allergic in Pennsylvania. She's not even cool in Pennsylvania so she needs to not do that.. :|
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Dreams Dreams Dreams
Take Me Back | My Next Beer
So, I don't understand, but I had to dream that supposedly someone, using I guess since I only see Ginny Kopf, was grappling my crotch for a long time and when she touched me it stimulated my entire body and she gained a focus of my eyes and used cartoon images but in a friendly way that only feels good and summut contained. This was pretty long, and I wasn't foresaken upon awakening. I was in a big bedroom that looked like a dorm, darker. Forget next dream, was good. I forget some of the next, but I thought my dad really was there and put his hands on my shoulders and then my aunt. I don't remember so much here. I think I was being carried or something, not sure why, maybe because. I like to think about people touching me. :| So, anyway, then, I was like at a thing with girls, reminds me of something before in my dream, like tennis and models. I had already jogged a lap. Then, we had to jog around a bathroom stall which circled I think 100 times, I'm like here? The girls were tall with round heads, kinda like sticks, shiny slick hair, watching me getting close to the coach, just automatically hopping up to him in the middle of class standing on a bench in the stall area outside the bathroom. Then, (heya car just passed,) I remember a very good feeling don't remember too much, guess I was meeting someone, probably reeking from the reminder of when I had this really big voice lab teacher, 1st was pretty fat, then seemed pretty strong and quite tall. Anyway, so, I was thinking of Ginny, even had to think it was her so I wouldn't think I could like make up real people. Oh, and I woke up really feeling like you know a hand print on my crotch several times, maybe because I felt like *********ing, you know? Anyway, so this was interesting, now I forget, think I was being carried, but I was thinking of coming up to this "teacher," like in that darker room. I found this person like I guess like put her arm around me, then both her arms right away and like my legs were up kinda to the side wrapped around said person.. but it was interesting because I wasn't supposed to move and she was just supposed to like carry me out to the parking lot because I was like her ba by. So, something for you to think about. Anyway, I woke up, and I guess I was a bit mad, as you can see, I mean I liked it, but I didn't feel like anyone thought the beer part was okay. Oh, yes, and I woke up thinking there was this dangerous, low vibrating, I think in the 1st dream, yes, and I woke up and for some reason it was gone, didn't move, hardly breathed I bet. It was pulsing, seemed loud enough at the source. The exercise classes must have helped because they feel kinda quelled, like on a island of water, the sea with clouds floating around.
So, I don't understand, but I had to dream that supposedly someone, using I guess since I only see Ginny Kopf, was grappling my crotch for a long time and when she touched me it stimulated my entire body and she gained a focus of my eyes and used cartoon images but in a friendly way that only feels good and summut contained. This was pretty long, and I wasn't foresaken upon awakening. I was in a big bedroom that looked like a dorm, darker. Forget next dream, was good. I forget some of the next, but I thought my dad really was there and put his hands on my shoulders and then my aunt. I don't remember so much here. I think I was being carried or something, not sure why, maybe because. I like to think about people touching me. :| So, anyway, then, I was like at a thing with girls, reminds me of something before in my dream, like tennis and models. I had already jogged a lap. Then, we had to jog around a bathroom stall which circled I think 100 times, I'm like here? The girls were tall with round heads, kinda like sticks, shiny slick hair, watching me getting close to the coach, just automatically hopping up to him in the middle of class standing on a bench in the stall area outside the bathroom. Then, (heya car just passed,) I remember a very good feeling don't remember too much, guess I was meeting someone, probably reeking from the reminder of when I had this really big voice lab teacher, 1st was pretty fat, then seemed pretty strong and quite tall. Anyway, so, I was thinking of Ginny, even had to think it was her so I wouldn't think I could like make up real people. Oh, and I woke up really feeling like you know a hand print on my crotch several times, maybe because I felt like *********ing, you know? Anyway, so this was interesting, now I forget, think I was being carried, but I was thinking of coming up to this "teacher," like in that darker room. I found this person like I guess like put her arm around me, then both her arms right away and like my legs were up kinda to the side wrapped around said person.. but it was interesting because I wasn't supposed to move and she was just supposed to like carry me out to the parking lot because I was like her ba by. So, something for you to think about. Anyway, I woke up, and I guess I was a bit mad, as you can see, I mean I liked it, but I didn't feel like anyone thought the beer part was okay. Oh, yes, and I woke up thinking there was this dangerous, low vibrating, I think in the 1st dream, yes, and I woke up and for some reason it was gone, didn't move, hardly breathed I bet. It was pulsing, seemed loud enough at the source. The exercise classes must have helped because they feel kinda quelled, like on a island of water, the sea with clouds floating around.
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So, Ginny sent me a FB Message, I have to use her home e-mail..and not post on her Facebook, like, every few days..
So, isn't her Valencia classes just crap? That's mostly what she teaches in public. D; The kids are all mean to me all the time, I don't need their motherfuckin goddamn stupid retarded idiot good-for-nuthin bullshit.
So, isn't her Valencia classes just crap? That's mostly what she teaches in public. D; The kids are all mean to me all the time, I don't need their motherfuckin goddamn stupid retarded idiot good-for-nuthin bullshit.
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