So he didn’t marry an axe murderer
Christian had a dream last night that I was a psychopathic killer (we watched Dexter just before bed, so it may have something to do with it).
Apparently the dream was horrible, so he woke up feeling very relieved (I didn’t kill him in the dream in case you’re wondering, but I was offing other people left right and centre).
I can’t help feel just a little bit dissed though. Because when I looked at him and said ‘It’s ok, I don’t kill people sweetheart… Or do I?’, he laughed (with his eyes as well: he was really amused) and said ‘No, you really don’t.’
Let’s face it: I don’t even project the slightest doubt of unhinged or potentially dangerous. That’s what you get for marching on the spot when you’re excited I guess: you’re just not bought as a potential vicious murderer.
(Image is from here)
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