i woke up this morning feeling like a scumbag. not because i am one by nature but for as long as i dream about cameron, i will consider myself as one.
it was a casual setting. friends were around. mutual, cool buds. shit like that. and fuckhead cameron had to show up some where in the middle of some road trip and totally RUINED everything. i had to waste heaps of energy avoiding him. and mind you, it is mentally draining to do so even if it’s in dream-fuckin-land.
thank goodness it was just a dream. fuck.
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