I can tell you about one thing I like to imagine before I go to sleep (or dream), it have helped me relax before sleep since the age of 6., either A. I severely hurt my oneitis so she has to spend weeks at the hospital thinking about me, until I finally show up in secrecy and she forgives me based on how I act and actually gets turned on by it, we start dating and live happily ever after. or B. My oneitis hurts me severely, I stay at the hospital all alone in a room, until she finally shows up full of regret crying about what she has done, feeling guilty she actually spends time with me and falls in love with me and we live happily ever after.
if only life was that easy.
if only life was that easy.
