i had the weirdest, most awkward dream about FPMC
i had the weirdest Inception-like dream on the morning of 08/13.
i have no idea where these came from!
FIRST, i had a dream about about being in a dark classroom.
i can’t remember much of it.
but FPMC himself wasn’t there.
just a teacher that reminds me of Tilda Swinton.
she drew a picture of FPMC that resembled the portraits on Blur’s Best Of album cover.
on a green blackboard using chalk.
THEN:
i woke up from that [dream].
i’m at sleepover at the bed i’m sleeping in IN REAL LIFE.
between AppleJuice (on my left) and FPMC (on my right) and someone else.
how fucking weirdass is that?!
i roll over and i’m facing FPMC.
i think, “well i don’t mind being in bed with men at a sleepover if he’s gay.”
then i think, “i need to get laid.”
and as if he could read my mind FPMC literally pulls out a thin carrot.
and i FREAK, i’m thinking, “i wouldn’t let a WOMAN fuck me with a dildo, let alone YOU with a dirty carrot!”
and he doesn’t do it.
the entire dream, i never talk!
so we just lay facing each other.
and i snuggle and make myself comfortable under the covers.
when…
all of the sudden HE KISSES ME.
and first i PANIC because i just got up that morning and haven’t brushed—my breath must’ve STANK BADLY!
not even because a MAN was kissing me but more concerned about bad breath.
but then i realized:
HE’S A BAD KISSER!
he just clenched and sucked my lower lip with his lips and locked me there.
he’s a TERRIBLE kisser!
i’m like “how old are you?! have you had time to practice on sex? like how many people have you slept with your entire life?”
but then i decide to let him keep kissing me because it’s just kissing, not sex.
but then it got boring (with the clench-sucking) and i try to French kiss him.
like i try to move left and right.
except his lips were clenching my lips too hard for me to French kiss him.
and then he eventually lets go and i start panicking again thinking:
“OMG what if he found me too agressive?”
but we both went outside and he turned out to be cool about it.
i thought maybe because he’s older he understands that i’m horny as a teenage boy and can forgive me for trying to French kiss him.
but i still think he’s a terrible kisser.
so we’re outside with his big heavy SLR camera (his).
and his boyfriend is there.
this is the first time his boyfriend is there in my dream in person—and Asian just like he said in my last dream.
so FPMC tries to teach me how to look through the photos he’s taken in his old skool SLR.
i keep getting it wrong like 5-6 times.
and i’m so scared that i’ll turn him off with how dumb i am.
but he just laughs it off and jokes a lot about it.
he has such a great humor in the dream—just like in real life.
and then i found a pic of the Blur-style portrait in his SLR.
and i’m like, “we had the same dream last night?”
and in that dream that somehow meant we were soulmates—WTF how corny!!!!
still, how Inception is THAT? dream in a dream that you share! AWESOME!
he needs to go inside and then leaves me with his boyfriend.
FPMC puts coins into a video camera before he leaves.
it’s apparently for a Buddhist monk.
a Buddhist monk comes over and begins to speak to his BF in Thai.
BF introduces me to Buddhist monk as his “friend”.
Buddhist monk talks to me and BF tells him i don’t speak Thai so Buddhist monk speaks to me in Broken English.
and then Buddhist monk blesses us both.
THE END. ♥
