[k-krack]

I tend to write at least bits of stuff in them. Or I talk about them to friends (and even who was in it.) One time not too long ago this girl I'm friends with was in it... she was trying to get me to kiss her by eating KFC, and then I had to protect her from these weird dudes with guns, I had to defend us using toy trikes, and there was this field off to the side of the whole area that was just filled with these curious little metal objects... (This dream's setting has intrigued me most... a creepy school, that field, a long, dirt road, and a ditch filled with fisher-price trikes).