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This blog is about two people and their dreams, and a place where they can write them down so they wont forget, maybe one day theyll come in handy.

Weed, and Jamie Lynn Spears!!!!!!

Last night my dream was especially strange... I was living with marissa, we were both living in some apartment my parents were helping us rent. Marissa decided to pick up a bad habbit, smoking weed... a lot of it. I was so pissed, I cursed her out hard core, and told her that if she smoked one more blunt, id kick her out. Hahaha. Sad dream. The other part was that i was at some hotel, and i glanced at this old camry and inside i see britney, her sister, and i dunno other people? then i get in my car, and in my car is britney spears sister, and im like wtf??? what are you doing here, shes like drive drive drive!, take me out of here. And i was like you sure??? she was like yea yea. so we drove, and amy was in the car, and was like omg your from zoe 101!!! and im like amy leave her alone. and then amy left with her little cousins to play in some house, and me and her became friends...?

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