Life is but a dream. And my dreams are dark dark menageries

This is a serious question - if you have super fucked up dreams does that make you fucked up? I mean, my subconcious comes up with some zany, whacky shit, and then you get times, like last night, where you wake up and feel dirty about some shit you did in a dream. You all know I talk about fucked up shit as it is, but this stuff ... *shivers* ... I guess I am wondering if this stuff can ever bubble into reality because it seems to be on my mind? I think I'm good, but just in case, don't open a delicious New York style deli/sandwich shop near me and then be all bragadocious douche about the Yankees. Fair warning. Pretty sure this would hold up in court.

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm *salivates uncontrollably*

They also say your brain can't make up a face, so anyone you dream about is someone you have seen before IRL; I am very grateful to have seen this young lady in my dream last night, but I have no recollection of ever meeting/seeing her IRL. C'mon brain. Help me out one time. Enough with the terrible, awful, psycotic shit and more of the remembering where we know the super-fine, down to Earth girls from. Fuck.

Here - so you have some new faces for your dreams.

sleep well fuckers .... ohhhhhh and BTW two of those girls are trans. Welcome to my nightmares.

#paddyo #sleep #fuckedup