The very rich…

Date: 10/2/2024

I was traveling with my brother, Curtis. He looked very different than he does now. But we were staying a rich man’s house and walking into his pantry and anything you could ever need or want. Curtis kept tipping back the bottle. And was fat and appeared to be younger than me…like a past life scenario. Omg! Now that I’ve broken up with the narcissist and BPD guy, I’m starting to remember my dreams better! Yaaaay!!! And let me tell you, this guy hated to hear about my dreams….he was even jealous of them🙄 bye bye Felicia!!!