last night i wasn't already having a good time (let's just say i stayed up a bit late and got a little too sad thinking about sackboy from lbp and the lbp servers; i haven't even gotten around to playing those games but i kept thinking about sackboy being sad and alone and confused and that made me ungodly sad) but then i had a horrible dream
i was at a university and for some reason elon musk was there (yeah idk man i don't really want that) and talking shit. so i threw something at him and said 'fuck you' and instantly i got sent to some kind of on site office? like a headteacher office or something. and the lady there said that what i did was unacceptable and said i either get kicked out of that university, pay allll of my loans on the spot or i fulfill a set of very difficult video game challenges? like the one i remember was 'be on the top players leaderboard for smash ultimate with a specific character while two other specific characters were in specific spot and stay that way until 2032' and i think there was one about splatoon. think 'really impratical competitive achievements'
so at first i go along with that but then i say i want to back out and the lady said to talk to the musk man himself to get some kinda appeal letter typed up on my laptop. and so i go there and he's like 'yeah i broke your laptop. i also went to your parents and family and outed you as trans to them and they're kicking you out. also i destroyed all of your personal belongings and ID and birth certificate and i closed your bank account and stole your money so you're broke homeless and got no spare clothes and you're plushies are dead and everyone hates you.' at this point he grabs the bag i was wearing and grabs my phone and breaks my phone and the stuff in the bag and he then started to berate me and say i was gonna die alone and shit.
i did what i normally do when i have an unpleasant dream and force myself awake to stop it before going back but my god. what the fuck was that. i hadn't had a dream this unpleasant in a good few weeks. didn't help that my nose was made stuffy from crying over sackboy earlier
i feel better now but i hope tonight i have a nice dream. maybe one where i get to pet a dog or something.
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