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I had a dream last night. It was cross between the movies Titanic, and Raising Hope.

I was on the Titanic, it was sinking and I was trying to escape through all the vents and I met this girl who I like just had a kid with. We got to the captains cabin (through the vents), who than began hunting me because I wasn’t allowed in his cabin, and because I was going out with his daughter (who I had the kid with which I didn’t know was the captains daughter). So I got kicked off the Titanic, sneaked back on, and could stay but only as a janitor because I loved his daughter (otherwise he would have shot me).

It was a bit more detailed than that, but that’s pretty much the summary

Went a bit to fast around the corner while braking. Went around fine, but the brakes where just locking up a bit

So there’s this girl who I went out with and I thought we were just fine. But there was another girl and she had the nicest ass ever! I broke up with the first girl to go out with the second girl and I thought we could be something special. Turns out the second girl was a slut and had been going after my friend while we were still dating. We broke up after 10 days. It has been 2 or so months since I broke up with the first girl and now I realize that I was a fool to do what I did to here, as we lasted only 5 days, and now I want her back… and of course, she doesn’t like me like that. She only wants to be friends. I don’t know what to do. I miss having the first girl but the second girls ass was absolutely amazing and it felt nice, gave big stiffys . I want the first girl, she is a pure saint who wants to save the world and I know that’s the kind of person that I want to spend my life with, if she has a nice ass that’s a bonus, but I don’t want to be the type of person I was before and I want to show her that I have changed. WHAT HAVE I DONE

I did a defense driving course. One of the activities was driving fast around a sharp corner. It was meant to teach us about losing control. I and my co-driver managed to do it fine without hitting the cones.

When we slowed it down to a fast, but safer speed, I under-steered and hit the cones, so did my co-driver.

So I wonder if the lesson is: “The faster you go, the better control you have?”

I would like to talk to you, to me is what to tell.

I hate my life and I wish I could die.