Uniform fits. Beret is shaped. Just need some boots and I'm good to go.
Jack has converted me to All Time Low. Hence I'm using one of their lyrics as my title. That and I probably am. Thanks to Jack here. Lots of music coming my way all thanks to him. And all of it AWESOME.
Another dream. Different in all but the roles played. And it seems what my dreams weave for me while I'm asleep is affecting my waking feelings. It could be nothing, like Amy said, but I think that was while she hadn't quite understood what I'd said. Remember it always starts as nothing.
The Jedi squirrels were weird. Very so. Ducks to squirrels...gotta wake up Will...
But not all the way.
Some of its epic.
(None of it sexual before any of you get the wrong idea)
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