Date: 7/13/2016
By lolitasweeter
It was like the 19th or 20th century. I was a school teacher sort of lady (basically Deborah Kerr in "The King and I" but with brown hair) in a seaside town who taught young girls and I had two younger sisters (or at least female friends). There was an old sea captain I was friends with and one little girl in particular that we were fond of (I remember the captain buying her a camera or something like that). Our names were coming from old book titles (the little girl was either Effie Trinket or Anne, like Anne of Green Gables, and I was Madame Bovary but my first name was still Elizabeth). There were two "bad guys" in town, an older one and a younger one (possibly an uncle and a nephew, and the older one looked like that one bearded dude from "The Princess Bride" and the younger one kind of looked like a more attractive Lord Farquad), and the younger one asked for my hand in marriage. I nearly passed out and tried to convince him not to marry me by wearing my sisters' clothes, which didn't fit because they were much too small, hoping they'd make me look ugly or that he'd think I was some other girl. I tried pointing out all my physical flaws as well but he'd find ways to assure that I was perfect. There was also another man we knew (it was Klaus Nomi) who I'm guessing had a crush on me and also wanted to marry me, and was a little bit strange (I think he did some voodoo or something because he had this little doll thing that he called "Bill"). He immediately protested when the man came to ask for my hand, and I don't think he wanted them to know that he also loved me, but he started sort of "overseeing" our wedding by saying all the stuff it needed to have/that I'd like/want (I guess in an attempt to be like "Could you really make her happy???"). I reluctantly agreed to marry the man. When we were getting everything ready for the wedding he tried making everything very fancy and modern, but I just wanted a very traditional and simple wedding. I remember before this also having a dream where my mom cancelled our trip to Houston that we're supposed to take tomorrow to see my grandpa because she found out he was with some gay Jewish guy (ironic because my grandpa is super homophobic), and started being really homophobic which made me really mad because I'm gay but still in the closet, and started telling myself that I need to come out to her. Very distressing dream. Also had a dream about the Game Grumps (Danny and Arin) talking about sex and peanut butter or something equally gross and playing fan-made levels of Mario Maker (their play-through of which I've been watching).