dreamt of a bag of bones last night (or whatever’s left of it) when sleep had her way over his royalness (for, let’s say three hours?).

shit.

bag of bones felt and sound like her. and be damm, bag of bones LOOK like her, together with the fine hairstyle. at least in the dreams…

damm it.

didn’t sleep well cos of it. and going out later. this is a disaster.

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