Dear Anonymous,
I know they're important, but me and the others are important, too. Anyway, they don't appreciate it, so why does it matter?
-someone feeling empathy towards THEM
I dreamt last night that I was acting in a movie as a maid but suddenly it wasn't filming it was real. I met this person who was also a maid and I said wow, just looking at you makes me feel beautiful because I thought she was only wearing an ugly disguise but then it turned out that was her real look. At some point my uncle came and then my aunt's future husband (in real life) came and my uncle decided to test him to see if he was a playboy and he disguised himself as a pretty lady. Then out of nowhere a drunk man comes to me and the other maid and he wanted to- well, do something bad to us. So we started running away from him and he was really freaky. Out of nowhere my brother and his friend come and start running along with us. Then I wake up. Talk about weird.