daydream luck is green the best sort 010723 ... pralines&cream Better than a dream in that you can choose what happens. Worse than a dream in that you know the whole time that it's not real. I sat in Statistics with my cheek in my hand, daydreaming about you kissing me, holding me, loving me, tracing me, smiling at me, looking at my face. I sat and daydreamed about kissing you, touching you, biting your arm (you think it's cute), loving your mind, loving your body, sleeping next to you. I love daydreams. I thought of us together, you on top, kissing me roughly, having your way, me happy. The bell rang. I hate daydreams. 020206 what's it to you? who go blather from