last nights dream:

a man was pushing down on my stomach trying to mold me into the other person that he was holding captive. We were sandwiched together by his insistent kneading. He pulled at my belly button and pushed down on it, forcefully. I kept trying to push him away but all I could think of was why did he think this was the way to combine two people. Every time he gripped and pulled a pain shot through my stomach.

I had another dream that was hazy remembrances of a made up discotheque.

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