so i had this dream the other night and it made me so depressed i pretty much cried (not to sound like a baby):

the basis to the whole dream was third person, at first i was folowing nikki:

she was at salesians on that lawn out front when some guy, i have no idea who, came up to her and they were being really close, like, lil more than friends. this went on for a couple minutes, them sitting next to each other and being super friendly (not to get int o any details). thats when the world shifted over to prom…

its now nikki and i at prom on the dance floor (with everyone else) and we’re having fun and stuff. my phone rings, i look down and its my mom. so i leave the picture to pick up the call. its now nikki and a few friends of mine, one of who, is jasper. jasper then procceeds to talk to nikki and they get closer, they then begin to dance together, but in no way formal, if ur catching on. i come back and for some reason, im not bothered by their dancing, but nikki moves back over to me.. world shifts again

nikkis in her bedroom with some guy, obviously not me, and their both chillin on her bed. she then kisses him and they proceed to… go from there. though they never have sex, they still got a few layers off, and so on. after all that, the guy looks at the clock and says he has to go home. its 4 in the morning. as she walks him to the door he turns around and i see his face for the first time. its m phelps.

thats where i woke up. didnt go back to sleep for the rest of the night either, and i had woken up at 130..