had a dying dream last night. chris had the car on cruise control and it suddenly stopped working, and since he wasn't paying attention, my hands went on the wheel and i tried my best - then he started freaking out on me that i didn't know what i was doing which made me more panicked so i lost control and we smashed into a giant truck and then everything went black. woke up surprised to be alive. ive only really had maybe... two dying dreams before that, in my life.
some people need to trust me more in my actions. i'm tired of people who butt in and tell me i'm not doing it right. look where it gets you.
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