Yeah Kinda.

I think dreams are probably the most important decision maker for me.  If I dream about something, I will do everything in my power to make sure that it happens, or does not happen. Depending. It's both good and bad, and most of all it leads to the comment that has surrounded my life.

"Why can't you be realistic"

I can't. I don't want to.  When I am, it hurts or kills me a little.  I like living vicariously through dreams of all kinds.  Ordinary, lucid, telepathic, premonitory, nightmares, wet. I love them all. 

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Sometimes lobsters get their chance. 

Cutting. Lobsters.

Misleading title. I don't "cut" anymore. But I did get a haircut, and I am cutting ties. 

I think I am seriously done sleeping with anyone who will. I know I say that all the time, but I think I might have a crush on someone and I want to relish in that. 

If I were an animal I'd be a lobster. And I'd be imprisoned in an Asian restaurant tank.  I'd want you to choose me.  Maybe you would, and maybe you'd eat me.  That'd be all okay.  Or maybe you would buy me and cook me for yourself.  Or your girlfriend. Or your boyfriend.  That'd be painful, and I'd turn bright bright red and scream real loud.  Or maybe you'd adopt me as a pet and name me and cuddle.  That'd be ideal.  But maybe you're a vegetarian and you don't eat lobster.  Or maybe you hate Chinese food so you will never find or meet me. That is probably the case.  Just in case, I'll wait. 

-Ali. The lobster.