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recordprayer:

5 AM this morning, I slowly wake up to the sound of my own voice sputtering out the words “r-r-rep-pen-nt”. I had a dream that something under my bed was violently shaking the floor, knocking me around the top of my mattress. The thing is, I think I still felt it when I woke up. 

Scary.

I mean, I don’t even believe in God.

OH MY GOD, DOTTY.

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recordprayer: 5 AM this morning, I slowly wake up to the sound of my own voice sputtering out the words “r-r-rep-pen-nt”. I had a dream that something under my bed was violently shaking the floor, knocking me around the top of my mattress. The thing is, I think I still felt it when I woke up.  Scary. I mean, I don’t even believe in God. OH MY GOD, DOTTY.