I had a dream that I was in Vegas, in a house located directly behind the Vegas strip, hanging out at some sort of YMCA type thing were everyone was at least 15 years old, and there was like a pool with sand in the bottom, and an inflatable slide.

And then it gets weird.

Fucking One Direction was there. I don’t even like One Direction! And they were there! And the one guy, the one that tumblr has a major boner for, the cute one with the brown hair and the innocent smile? He and I were HARDCORE flirting. And then I was low-key flirting with the blonde one.

AND THEN IT GET’S WEIRDER.

There was a FEMALE VERSION OF ONE DIRECTION. AND I WAS HARDCORE FLIRTING WITH THE COUNTERPARTS OF THE TWO ONE DIRECTION MEMBERS. They were fucking gorgeous. 

The dream ended with me changing clothes so the girls and I could go walk the Strip, but we had to lie and say we were going to like Walgreen’s or something.