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Dream Thread

Since deviant2 was failing so hard at linking me the old one I thought I'd made a new one. Good job nibba! Here it goes. I've been starting a dream log here's my first entry. It takes place in Hays, my college town and Steve is my old roomie.

It was crazy. I show up to your place and we start eating WW1 rations (wtf?) Then proceed to eat pine needles,grass, and leaves. (double wtf?)





We then all proceed to get hella hammered. I tell you I need to sober up. You say here sober up with some scotch. LoL





Wake up. Fall back asleep it's weird though I can actually tell/feel the transition. Dream continues.











You live in one of those giant houses that takes up an entire block. Its sectioned off inside so other tenants can live there.


Its dark out and starts raining. I stumble into your first neighbors house.





I stumble around a bit. Place is very similar to yours in layout but worn down more. Realize it isnt your place. See the shadow of the owner. I book it back outside getting soaked again.





I enter the second neighbors house. I stumble around for a bit and see a dude and a chick. Say sorry I probably shouldn't be here, I'll leave. Problem is I have a hell of a time finding an exit. This part of the house is fairly shitty, think Fight Club house.





I stumble around some more and I finally fall flat into a living room where there's about 6-8 people. The owner, some cute chick says I need to leave but can stay and hang out with her if I can answer a question. I said okay.





How did Jodie die in the movie mumble mumble





What? I didn't understand you?





How did Jodie die in the movie mumble mumble





One of her friends tries to answer but she quickly interrupts him.





I caught part of the answer and say car accident.





Wrong. Shame, you are kind of cute.





Dammit





Finally find an exit, and finally make it back to Steve's place. Wake up from dream.





Fall back asleep. It's day now, we're headed towards the business district and go to a mall. There's a starbucks inside so we go (why? I hate starbucks.) Go inside Steve stands in line to order us some coffee and I walk around. See a female customer trying to fight a female barista. I say Fam I'm on thot patrol do you need this chick patrolled? She declined said she was fine. Asked if she was sure and she was. ok...finish our drinks and then go back to the mall. We're near the entrance and for some reason steve is pissed.





Shoves his shoulder into some random dude. (this dude is fairly buff) and they begin to tussle. I follow. They stumble into a book store and 2 of his buddies come in. The dude is drunk so I think Steve might have a chance because he's not landing shit. Then buff dude gets on steve and starts hammering him, 2 buddies also join in. (fuck!) I start to join in and 10 other of his buddies show up, one bear hugs me from behind, I don't even try to resist, I got nothin on this guy. I yell for help. Two security guys and a LEO show up. LEO peppersprays Steve and the 3 dudes who are beating him up.





Fight gets broken up and I yell at the buff dude that I'm going to knock his ass out in the parking lot, meet me at 3pm. It's game on. Head back out to the main street, I hit on some chicks and surprisingly goes well for the most part. Do some shopping, can't remember what we bought. Dump it all into Steves corvette.





Go back to the starbucks. Same customer is fighting same barista. I get annoyed and break it up, I think I decked her once before she ran off. Hit on barista and go sit on a couch. Free coffee for us, nice. I wait while steve is in the other part of the starbucks. The 3 dudes steve fought earlier show up and say it's time.





I follow them out to the parking lot alone and call off the fight, apologize that I was wasted and talking shit. They just look at me and walk off.





Wake up at 6:30am and have to go to work :(
 
I had a dream I was on a bus with High-Grade and peavy.

They both had matching hair dyes, and they exchanged numbers.

I awoke in a sweat.
 
I've been dreaming of people who were in my life at one point,that are now dead. a lot...
is this a sign that I'm gunna die soon? is this what thats telling me? its obvious i miss them. who doesn't miss them. you miss the people you once knew. but like this much of dreams? should i be concerned? maybe next time (like tonite?) if i remember,i should ask them if this is what it means. maybe i am going to die soon. and if i get a response ill ask how. this way i could be prepared and have my wife post vid/pics.
well i do have a living will and a will from whens was in the service in case i were to die in combat. but idk if that would work in civilian life now.
 
*FIXED*
I had a dream I was on a bus with High-Grade and peavy.

They both had matching hair dyes, and they exchanged numbers.

I awoke in a sweat, with my rock hard penis in my hand, which was covered in my own man juice, still thinking about that hair color.
*FIXED*
 
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had a dream lastnite with a ghost of someone i don't know,but it was a human form of a little girl. dressed in colonial/victorian style. we gave each other a hug in greeting. as to say hello. i actually felt the hug. not like if i was hugging air. my wife hugged her but she felt nothing. somehow i knew for her it was like hugging air. she was an all white ghost. white clothing/hair/skin. i mean as in like a sheet,color white. she was friendly and she was sitting in a chair,while my wife and i sat on the couch across from her. we had a conversation. i don't remember what it was about. there were other spirits in the room with us as we spoke,but they were threatening. curtain moved and a hanging jacket moved as well. they were of no threat either. then someone appeared in the dream,who i don't know. he summoned a ghost of his mother. drawing a picture of her and naming it "big breast". because she didn't like being called that. he put the picture on the shelf on the wall. it summoned her. and the wall started to bleed red. the pictures and knick-knacks were turning red. but we weren't scared or felt threatened
 
had a dream lastnite with a ghost of someone i don't know,but it was a human form of a little girl. dressed in colonial/victorian style. we gave each other a hug in greeting. as to say hello. i actually felt the hug. not like if i was hugging air. my wife hugged her but she felt nothing. somehow i knew for her it was like hugging air. she was an all white ghost. white clothing/hair/skin. i mean as in like a sheet,color white. she was friendly and she was sitting in a chair,while my wife and i sat on the couch across from her. we had a conversation. i don't remember what it was about. there were other spirits in the room with us as we spoke,but they were threatening. curtain moved and a hanging jacket moved as well. they were of no threat either. then someone appeared in the dream,who i don't know. he summoned a ghost of his mother. drawing a picture of her and naming it "big breast". because she didn't like being called that. he put the picture on the shelf on the wall. it summoned her. and the wall started to bleed red. the pictures and knick-knacks were turning red. but we weren't scared or felt threatened
All dreams mean something, dreaming of dead people is supposed to mean they r communicating with u from the other side. I always remember my dreams but some r so wacky I have no idea wtf they mean.
 
All dreams mean something, dreaming of dead people is supposed to mean they r communicating with u from the other side. I always remember my dreams but some r so wacky I have no idea wtf they mean.
yea i had a wacky dream and my exfiance was in it.lastnite. god she hasn't been a thought in fucking ages! i didn't dream of her,but she was in it briefly. i was somewhere (don't remember)then i was in jail. i was given a bag lunch. but it was a big grocery, brown bag. i went and sat down,and she was there. all i remember was going thru the bag and she was hounding me about something. i went to move and sit at the other end of the table and she was there too. thats all i can remember of that for now.
usually when i first wake up,i try to remember the dreams I've had. try to replay them in my head. then throughout the day,certain thing would trigger it off and certain things will come back to me. sometimes a few weeks later something would happen and its like if it was in my dream. weird....
 
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