i had another dream about you.
we skipped school. we were at some store and i wanted to buy something but i didn't have my money with me. i had to get it from your car or my car, so i did. while i was waiting for you to park your car next to mine, a cop saw you and you got in trouble.
it was weird, and you had long hair. every time i dream about you now, you have long hair. you were the way you used to be.
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