Sometimes my subconscious parses daily events for me and makes a video in the form of dream to tell me to stop being an idiot. In this case, the day after I started talking to Princess Leigh, I had a dream about a dog biting and holding on to my arm, and it hurt. Finally, the dog lets go but my arm was chewed up; the dog symbolizes Princess Leigh.
…sometimes in life, you encounter a succubus. What is a succubus you ask? Enter Princess Leigh.
A succubus is,
suc·cu·bus
ˈsəkyəbəs/
noun
noun: succubus; plural noun: succubia female demon believed to have sexual intercourse with sleeping men.
Wow Tom. How dare you shame succubi by calling them a Princess Leigh. However, in these five easy observations, I will help you identify a succubus and hence, protect you from their machinations:
1: She’s a decepticon: no, not like she can transform into a megatron. But yes, she can project exactly what you want to see.
2: She’s pretty: lets be real, an ugly succubus just isn’t very effective.
3: She has an addiction: weed, alcohol, kpop.
4: She’s an abyss: your time, your money, your emotion, disappears into the abyss that she is, until you become a disheveled wraith.
5: She will tell you she’s one: unusual thing about evil is, it’s upfront with its’ intentions.
So in conclusion, say no to succubi. If you read this Leigh, which means you changed your IP yet again, be gone ye strumpet! #metoo
Strumpet? How dare you! You didn’t even read what I wrote. You had me all wrong. I joked a lot. I’m not into witchcraft! I’m interested in fighting against it! I really thought you always knew I was joking about certain things. How dare you call me a whore…you don’t even know what you are talking about. I liked you a lot. That really really hurts.
What did I ever actually do wrong to you? I would have totally paid at Panera. You offered. I literally don’t know what I did wrong to you for you to call me such names and write about me like this. We always have a good time together. We laugh and joke around, talk about cool projects. What went wrong? It was a dream about a dog. Not me… I can’t even believe this right now…
BTW. Dream reading is considered witchcraft by most Christian communities. It’s one thing to analyze it and say maybe you are afraid of dogs. It’s another to go into the symbolic realm. I do NOT participate in witchcraft. I study it to defend against it. I can’t believe you are actually calling me a demon…
Tbh you scare me. We are done. I don’t want anything to do with you. Please stop posting on my site. I’m not sure if you read that somehow differently, so maybe in all caps this time: I DON’T WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU.