Dreams

i dont have dreams

then you woke up and it was real

I dreamt they sold all hotwheels at my local vintage game stor cuz I collect hotwheels unironically and I found so many super rare ones for only a dollar and then I woke up and added another reason to my list of reasons why I want to kill myself

I was covered in bees

Alex is on some next level shit.

I dreamed my mom was taking me downtown to LARP Vampire the Masquerade at the library. We got there and it seemed empty, but when we went inside there was a man dressed all in purple and he was the prince. We turned around to leave, and I realized that the vampires were actually real. One of them hypnotized my mom at the glass doors but I was able to snap her out of it.Then I talked to one named "Rake" and did yoga by the fountain.

Pretty typical dream for me.

My last dream was i was at my bachelor party at a YMC pool with friends and bother in law. There were a variety of animals there and everything with a heart beat was fucking everything else in random order including friends. I woke up very nauseous, not because of the fucking of the animals but the friends and brother in law.

I am currently divorced and have been seperated since 1997. My brother inlaw died 15 years ago. WTF could this dream mean.

The military trainer was brutalising me to be desensitised to the torture. It's really weird that I have them when the torture is illegal in military or I never enlist in military.

I fucked my neighbour's 12-yo daughter that i was babysitting.

I dreamt that I was tied up in a clear box in the middle of a busy shopping center while screaming, filthy, self-assured figures were slitting the throats of captured prisoners outside the box, shouting their unintelligible rationale to the masses for each one. The shoppers seemed to be paying them no mind, maybe steering clear of them but otherwise carrying about their business. I screamed to the crowd that what was happening was unforgivable, but my throat only grew hoarse and my cries unheeded.
When the last throat was slit, the terrorists simply left. I managed to wriggle myself free and stumbled, drained, into the shopping center. Nobody seemed to see me, until I happened upon a small Chinese woman running a small shop. She welcomed me into her space and pointed at a small discolored panel in her wall and said "food there". I pushed it aside and found a dozen or so individually-wrapped cookies and brownies of all different sorts. I took only two to be polite, and afterward she guided me to a staircase just behind her shop. When I reached the top of the stairs, the space opened into the second story of an enormous courtyard bustling with activity that I couldn't quite make out yet, and four riflemen with their guns trained right at me, motionless. As I slowly, cautiously proceeded, their guns remained fixed on the spot where I had been standing. Clearly they were here to guard the place that I had found. Just beyond them were about three men in similar attire, somehow both military and not quite uniform, like the assembled rags of a militia, lounging around, possibly napping on the large landing. As I stepped forward, I could see what the activity was. Groups of people walking this way and that, not marching but purposeful, all dressed for serious work and armed as they could be, preparing for some enormous undertaking.
I fell to my knees and wept with joy. And then I woke.

I wanna hear more about this

I had a really weird and sexy dream. I was black, and I was playing basketball. Tight pussy. My whole world was turned upside down. Actually, it was turned sideways. I found myself falling down the Streets of New York and skipping gently down the ocean. Landed some tight pussy later in the afternoon.

I've been thinking about the Oregon Trail lately. I was a cowboy escorting a bunch of wagons sort of like a map in Overwatch which I haven't played in 6 months. There was an enemy mexican robber shooting at us while we were going through a town on the second floor of a saloon. I shot his hat off from the road but I had to go in after him or I wouldn't be paid by the wagon drivers. I went in and we had a shoot out. He dropped his gun but he had a second guy with him who came out from a closet and aimed his gun at me. The second guy actually shot the first guy in a betrayal type deal but the first guy didn't die. Instead he reloaded while on the ground and pointed his gun at the second guy. My gun was on the floor but I had a knife. I took the knife and slashed at the first outlaw's wrist, but it didn't cut through his bone and he didn't drop his gun, so I ran down stairs and he followed me and shot me in the head. I woke up sweating and was hot as fuck. Cool dream but I can't even win in my own dreams. Shieet

After bashing my brains in about a decade ago, I don't really dream anymore.

After hitting my head off the kitchen counter I don't dream I think we're brain-damaged

If it caused you to stop dreaming, then yes, you got drain bamage. I bashed my skull through the windshield of my truck. Wouldn't recommend/10.

If you're self aware of how stupid you are just remember to be self aware of your posts too o.0

Well atleast i'm not a 100% spastic maybe only 1%

What?

Were all at least 1% tard.

Had a dream home with a pool and nice pink guest house at the other end. Was having parties with lost comrades and even flirting with my high school crush there who looked like a neanderthal woman.

Jesus fucking Christ, you couldn't even understand my fucking post. I told you to shut the fuck up and stop posting tbh

Works for me

i had a dream last night where i was spiderman and really enjoyed using the venom shit, then iron man came in and started fighting negan from walking dead.

No joke, I had a dream where it was a trendy thing for hipsters to were the golden jew stars on them. I just laughed at them

When you start dreaming of Jews, isn't it time to start focusing on them a little less?

Yes, it's best we ignore them so they can continue their work of destroying the earth in peace.

I had a nightmare last week, when I ended-up fucking my neighbour'a 12-yo daughter, while I was babysitting her.
The problem is… I'm babysitting her again this Saturday night (for the night), and I'm terrified I might

blasphemy

you better fuck her and post results.

It was a long time ago. I don't remember anything anymore. I'm dead inside.
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