i dreamt i was pregnant but had no belly and i got to hold everyones babies, and then i was out with some friends i think and this guy with long dreads asked me to hold his tiny baby while he and his wife went inside a store to look around, so i walked around with the baby and talked to it and told it about the buildings around us 

and then i dreamt i was in the titanic and i was trying to save all the paintings because there were so many and for some reason there were two ships, so we went in the first ship and couldnt find the paintings so suddenly we got on the dock and we ran to the other ship but then all this shit happened and i couldnt find the pictures and my dad was upstairs and didnt want to be saved so i was screaming and crying at him that he had to come but he was just sitting on the sofa with a glass of scotch, so i ran downstairs and suddenly there is no water at all and i am still crying and begging my dad to come and then i see the director and producer and other people talking about something and i realize we are filming a movie and i ask them what happened to the paintings and one of them says they wrote it out of the movie

what the fucking hell this is what alcohol does to me