Dear boys who I am friends with(and it's always been just friends)who keep trying to ask me out in my dreams,
Flattered, but sorry.
I can't go out with you.
I'm married to perfection. Oh, I mean Camaron. (hello, did you see those killer dance moves in the previous post?)
Thanks for understanding,
(don't pay any attention to what asleep-Andrea says)
Has anyone else had this happen to them? Isn't it so random? Should I tell Camaron? (haha jk, I did as soon as I woke up -and apologized for my scandalous dream behavior)
3 hours ago