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I’ve had a few of those life-time dreams, and they fucked me up real good. Several times I’ve fallen in love with the man of my dreams (literally) and been depressed for days afterwards when I realize I don’t have that anymore. It feels like genuine loss.
And one time I was married to an agoraphobic whoopie Goldberg for 40 years, and woke up just as her sister and I convinced her to leave the fake house we lived in for 4 decades, that was 23 years ago and I still wonder if she would have been able to do it or not.
I’ve had a few of those life-time dreams, and they fucked me up real good. Several times I’ve fallen in love with the man of my dreams (literally) and been depressed for days afterwards when I realize I don’t have that anymore. It feels like genuine loss.
And one time I was married to an agoraphobic whoopie Goldberg for 40 years, and woke up just as her sister and I convinced her to leave the fake house we lived in for 4 decades, that was 23 years ago and I still wonder if she would have been able to do it or not.