I had a freaky dream last night. I could understand the part where I was trying to kill two little kids, and even vaguely the part where a brother and sister fell in love.
Then I dreamt about this guy, no one I knew, and um, ... we were starting to cuddle and make out, and I was initially reluctant for obvious reasons, but then I gave in and then things kept coming up that kept us from the actual sex. And he seemed kinda relieved about that.
What is my subconciousness tyring to tell me here?
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