If you don't have anything nice to say

I had a dream last night that I got married. I was still 18. It was complete and utter crap. I didn't love who I was marrying. I don't even remember who it was. There was just a wedding and I'm pretty sure I was the one marrying someone. There wasn't enough food. The moral of that story is that I recall not being able to tell my parents. The whole time I was just bummed because my parents weren't there. I feel like that's how it's really going to end up. Because I'm me and that's how I work.

-Allan