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I just had a dream that I was in eleventh grade and Mary Louise-Parker was my teacher. I was your typical no-good-nick that had potential and my teacher could see that. She would frequently give me a hard time and shift a majority of her attention on me in hopes that this would lead to some awakening and I would turn a 180. Feelings started to develop and soon enough, she kept me after class one day and passionately smooched me on the lips. After that moment, I met up with my cousin in the hallway and professed that, that exact day was the greatest I have ever experienced in all my years on planet earth up to that point.
Talk about most disappointing wake-ups ever.
As if I was not obsessed enough prior to this morning, I now have a sleep crush on top of it. Those are the absolute worst.
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