Dreamt last night that Ex invited me over to Master's house, and we were up in the rafters, watching the all like it was happening on tv. Master knew I was there, but didn't acknowledge me, but let me stay there. Bitch was there in the house, I told her she was a cunt with no conscience.
I haven't dreamt at all about Ex in a while, but lately? Urgh.. Today would have been a special day for us. I think that's triggering it. Endless anniversaries of this, of that, holidays, etc, never let you forget, do they?
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