Two.
Once I dreamt I was stabbed, and I can still feel the sensation of a blade tearing my flesh, despite having never had more than a nick.
Plus a super real, super long dream that spanned decades. I lived an entire other life. I grew up with a best friend either named Emma, or Emily. I saw her every day. We grew up together, had families alongside each other, lived our entire lives. I still miss her, despite the fact that she never existed.
Patiently waiting for party parrot to make its way over
I see the giraffe is following animal crossing fashion of placing glasses absolutely nowhere near their eyes
Trying to explain this to non native English speakers at my work is hilarious. It's a rule that I don't even know the parameters of. It just is!
4th July is of no note in the UK. Working, doing the same as any other day!
First post on the page when I just started using wefwef. Thought I'd been invaded by ads already!
And yet it's still a dreadful mugshot.