of moons, birds, and monsters.

So, I had two dreams last night that I can effortlessly recall into memory.
The first involved Philip. We were sitting at my home, watching TV and then after a few hours, he had to leave.
At this point, we gave each other our hugs and said goodbye.
But, when I gave him a hug, I ended up being in my underwear, somehow.
And I wasn't uncomfortable, probably because my conscious knows that I'm always naked in front of others.
So, as we're hugging, a tension grows in between us and we look into each other's faces.
Then, full blown, start making out. Hard.
Dream Khloe and Dream Philip were both fully aware that Dexter and I were together, but they ignored it.
It got to the point where we were making out in my hallway, and fell down with me on top.
At which point I asked if he had condoms, and he said no, to which I shrugged and pulled his pants down.
He said "KHLOE, WHAT'RE YOU DOING?!?!?!"
Something about his tone made me completely stop and get out of the mindframe.
And then I said "God, this was a joke! Geez!!"
Then we both got up and put our clothes on.
And Philip starts talking to me about how he knows that I wasn't joking around, and that I had a lot of pent up sexual frustration.
He said he'd rather it 'came out' on him then someone else. I kept denying it, saying that I was joking.
I then open the door for him to leave my house, and I see someone on my front grass, looking menacing with a giant shovel, stabbing it into the grass.
The man was screaming about how he was going to 'get' someone, and I started shouting at Philip to come back.
(It was raining heavily and dark outside. Not the dark of storm, but the dark of night.)
But, it was as if Philip couldn't hear me at all and just kept walking towards the man. And he faded out of the dream.
Then, the man runs to my door and I lock it as quickly as possible, when he politely says 'Just couldn't find my keys!" in a deep southern accent.
I still kept the door locked, though, just smiled and laughed. And then a bright green beetle pulls up on the grass.

And who's inside?
Melan and Kieona.
I let them into the house, so we can all chill.
But these are not Kieona and Melan.
They're Dream Kieona and Dream Melan. Really, just quite fucking annoying.
They KEPT opening the blinds after I told them not to, and they kept eating all of my food.
And somehow, it had become 4am. But, it was bright and sunny outside.
It was still 4am though, and that was not an acceptable time for them to be over.
So, I kept asking them to leave so that I didn't get in trouble with my mom (why she wasn't home at 4am, I'll never know. Part of my mind said that it must have been because she was flying to Arizona the next day and I just forgot. Strange that Dream Khloe processed this, considering that's a very conscious belief.) but they simply refused.
I was forced to physically kick them out. And I looked Kieona in her eyes, and she was crying serious tears.
And it pissed me off.
I started shouting at her. "YOU THINK THIS IS A BIG ENOUGH FUCKING DEAL TO CRY ABOUT?!?! I'M TRYING TO SAVE MYSELF FROM GETTING PUNCHED, AND SAVING YOU GUYS FROM GETTING PUNCHED!!" Nothing I did could assuage her. They left, and she was still crying.
Then, my mom runs in the side door and screams: "WHO WAS THAT AND WHY WERE THEY HERE?!"
To which I began to cry and tell her that I kept trying to make them leave.
But, she said "Was that Kieona?"
I nodded my head.
She smiled, said okay, and left.
The entire time, though, she had on a cloak and her hair wasn't done. It was wet, as if she had literally jumped home from the beauty parlor.


Hm.