Had a dream I was locked in a cage and my roomate was Harley Quinn…Not the red and black one but the FruityTooty one…
She told me to lick her boobs…and so I did…
It was really hot and passionate, she had really nice boobs and I could tell she loved me…
Then some dudes came in trying to kill us, they were from our old gang, they showed us their music album they had got rich from, screwed us over with the money…their music was pretty cool but we killed them all…so sad…too bad…no more music albums
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My question is, are dreams better than real life because one time I licked someones boobs and it tasted weird…but in the dream it tasted like candy…
So is dreams better than reality?
Nothing is ever what it seems. The first time i licked boobs it was rubbery and that’s pretty much all it was, maybe even some kind of bitter taste to it slightly. Same thing with the clit, it was unexpectedly hot, as in temperature, was kind of disappointing…I can’t say my experiences were anywhere near as pleasurable than the experiences in my mind, the mind exaggerates and makes everything, that you are naturally drawn to, super attractive.
To program and cuck the sheeple, to always imagine sex as third party distant observer.
Our whole society is constructed on delusion - Fancy cars, wealth and sex thrown in your face 24/7, yet making laws and rules against flirting with coworkers - cuck central and torture of the mind.
Hypocrisy and lies. Every day is a lie. Sex is taboo of society, yet the same day it is advertised in your face by society - does not compute in the brain, making people illogical and short circuiting their brain, turning them into slaves of the banks and global ocracy.
My dreams and reality have started to merge and intertwine to become my reality… I told my oldest sister this and she said that this wasn’t good… but I think it’s great
Every day is a surreal day when dreams and reality collide! (in a non-licking boob kinda way you understand
When I was younger… yes, but not since my 30s. So under that premise… it may never happen, but I do think of my ILP homies as I go about my every day business
