Ok So dreams... Im really starting to hate them.

Tonight i got home from seeing Aqua Teen Hunger Force movie(funny and retarded but not the point)
So i get home and i am really tired and decide to take a nap. Durring this nap i had a dream.

In this dream i met a guy and we started talking... nothing out of the ordinary.. infact it was really realistic. This guy was amazing.. I can tell you what he looked like how tall he was... The color of his hair.. the color of his eyes... the dream was so realistic i can still tell you the way he smelled.. i can still remember the way it felt to kiss him or to nuzzsle his neck(i dont care how lame that is) I know exactly what he was wearing what his truck looked like and everything... i for some reason remember every single little detail about the dream... i even remember the feeling on my teeth of his piercing... And it was amazing.. fucking amazing...

And then boom i wake up and realize it was all a dream... In my dreams i found happiness and in reality i sit here alone and very depressed and damn near the point of crying... I cant even find a date with a shitty person much less find this man of my dreams.

Ok im done for now... Im off to sulk.