I Had A Dream With Shakera In It

Okay first off - chick is pushy as fuck.  lol

It was winter outside for the most part.  I was riding the city bus a lot, too.  It was taking detours throughout streets that had abandoned theater houses.

At one point, I’m in a big, 70’s ranch style home.  Very flat, open, spacious.  Not terribly decorated.  My stepbrother Darrell, and real brother Jason were there.  

Shakera, fellow Tumblr-ite, was there.  SOMEHOW, this chick decided her and I were boyfriend and girlfriend.  Oh yes, ME - and a black chick, goin’ steady as fuck.  She kept telling everyone, “You know you love me.  Go on, say it.”  Eventually, we were engaged.  I kept trying to keep her at arm’s length (I told you she was pushy).  Every time I came home, or went somewhere, she was always relatively nearby, telling everyone how we were a couple, engaged, & all that jazz. 

We never had sex (thank God).  I mean seriously - even in the dream I knew I wanted the penes over the vaginae.  I’m not sure why I was going along with the whole thing.  Did I not want to hurt her feelings?  Was it just fun for me to go along with the silliness of it (cuz I’m telling you, she was all up in my grill about stuff).

So anyway, Shakera - honey, it ain’t gonna happen.  Can we just be friends?