Last night I had a dream that Drake and I were laying on the cough spooning but my three children were running around and bugging us. I was asking myself did I love Drake for who he is or only because he's Drake? I asked him what time he was born and he said, "why so that you can manipulate my emotions?" Also my mom was there cleaning and cooking. She said it was time to get up and that it smelled musty like hair balls. It was really embarrassing and I’m glad I woke up from that nightmare and realize it’s probably because I ate a whole package of gummy bears yesterday at my desk











