i was sitting at a table with some friend, across from me was a guy with rather long unruly hair, dressed in a striped shirt - pink, green, blue, yellow... we were talking and laughing, and i reached over and held his wrists and laid my forehead against his, both of us still giggling.

next i was in my mom's car and she was telling me to stop wearing black all the time because i looked like a spectre. i looked down and i was in a black sweater with an orange stripe across. my mom dumped a handful of colourful striped sweaters into my hand but i refused to change, although i was plagued by insecurity. i remember i was in love...

Dreamed by: EricaKane