I was only dreaming.

What does it mean when you dream that modern-day Nazis are guarding your house, and one of them looks like the guy who plays Draco Malfoy in the Harry Potter movies? And then they throw a time bomb through your window, and you bust out of your house and only thing you grab is your cat. And then you're running up a really steep hill in a successful escape from Malfoy and the Nazis. And then, naturally, all of the sudden you are with a guy who happens to be wearing blue eyeshadow. You tease him, asking if he's going through a Kevin Barnes-eqsue phase. Thankfully, he declines. He is very elusive, hard to read, and likes to watch you get ready for the day. Then he puts a ring on your finger, smiles, and says he's never given a girl a ring before. But it's your ring, one that you bought yourself. Jerkwad.
















Kevin Barnes, of Montreal frontman.
(*Warning- if you ever do a Google image search of this man, naked images of him performing will inevitably pop up. This is the exact reason I didn't dare attend his most recent concert. Love you, Kev, but *puke.*)