Amy Ashley crack smoker breast feeder
It's really romantic that guys have dreams about me and everything. From a dear, far away friend:
The dream: You were visiting our mouse and fly ridden shit hole. You slept in the day and at night we worked on your new blog, which you do entirely on my (manual) typewriter. The new blog was about rich, white women whose families came over on the Mayflower, who like to smoke crack while breast feeding. I believe the title of the blog was something like,'Amy Ashley crack smoker breast feeder.'
Then the flies (plural) landed on me and woke me up.
Jealous? I know! Here's another dream someone had about me once. Once.
