The brutalest dreams are happy ones. I was in uni and this girl I met there last time was my gf. She worked in the dining hall and was nice to everyone and not like stacy but still qt so felt attainable (though in reality she prob already got stuffed by chad before I met her). I dont remember too much details but it was yet another living idyllic school life dream I have so often. At the end of it I was naruto running through a crowd while holding a pipe bender. Wait what? Pipe bender? Oh yeah, thats right. Im a pre apprentice electrician, not a uni student. The only girls I talk to are cashiers and I screw widgets into wongos all day every day. Fuck.
