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I had a pretty vivid dream the other night. It was weird, as to be expected, but it was kind of fun, I guess. Anyways, this is what happened...

I was at a concert with my mom. I don't remember it ever specifically saying in any way what concert it was, but for some reason I got the vibe that it was My Chemical Romance. Anyways, it was between the opening band and the main act, and the venue had music playing. There was a Billy Talent song playing, and I was singing along. This guy comes down from a higher level of seats and sits beside me, saying something about how he noticed I was singing along, and asked if I liked them. This guy looked like an older man trapped in the body of a teenager. He wore glasses and had long, thin blonde hair with some blue in it, like mine. He had like mail pattern baldness though, because he had that "ring hair," where the top of the head is bald, with there still being hair around the center. He was quite odd looking when you think about it, but in my dream that didn't really register. We started talking, and he asked if I wanted to go walk around with him. I thought "why the hell not? He might be a little goofy looking, but he seems cool and he has a good sense of hair style/color" (lol). We were walking around, and we came to a staircase. We went up it, and it looked like a house on the second story of the venue. There were people up there, so we snuck past them to go exploring. We came to what seemed to be a dressing room, went in, and sat down. We talked for a little bit more, and gradually got closer. The next thing I knew, I hopped on his lap and leaned in for a kiss. He nervously turned away and stated that he was sorry, but he was very nervous. A little disappointedly, I just looked away and said "Oh. That's fine." He quickly said "Nevermind. I'm ready. (I realize that sounds super stupid. Dreams are funny like that.) I once again leaned in to kiss him, and we started making out. He was a horrible kisser though. He opened his mouth way to wide. I felt like he was trying to swallow my face. The dream was really vivid at this point though. I felt like it was actually happening again, like when I dreamed I was shot in the head, or that dream when I kissed that guy I liked. I felt like I could actually feel his tongue going into my mouth. I quickly pulled away, I couldn't take him slobbering all over my face. I told him I had to go to the bathroom and left. I had planned on going back to my seat and not coming back, but as I walked I thought about how mean that was. I figured I should give him the benefit of a doubt that it was his nervs and that he was inexperienced. I turned around and went back to the room. When I entered this time, he had changed out of his hoodie and jeans, and was wearing a purple dress shirt tucked into black slacks -tie and all. I thought it was strange, but in my dream world, it wasn't all that strange. My recollection of the dream gets fuzzy here, but I believe we started to make out again, or something of that sort. All I know is then the dream faded into me being in the back seat of some car that was running away from someone while being shot at. That's really all I remember about that section, so I don't really know what the hell that was about.

Yeah, so just sharing another vivid and interesting dream. Hopfully I'll have more fun dreams tonight.