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What was your dream last night?

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Yeah, I hear you on that one... a few drinks before bed gives me the most vivid dreams.

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I've been having this recurring dream lately and it happened again last night. In it, my mum is still alive, but she's really sick... too sick to be able to talk to us or anything like that.

These dreams have been so realistic, the kind I'd normally wake up from questioning if it really happened. But there's always been something in it so I know it is a dream... like last night I was carrying around a 3 gram bag of coke, which belonged to a friend who doesn't use drugs & I was trying to work out how I culd use some at home without my family finding out.

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I think I'm going to start a dream journal.
 
i was dreaming about shopping for a car
i will be shopping for a car in 3 weeks
IM PSYCHIC!
 
I had one of those dreams where I am beating the shit out of the person who I hate most in life last night. The cool thing about this dream is at one point I was holding him down on the ground with a knife to his throat and staring into his eyes telling him how he was nothing and the petrified look on his face was priceless. I actually woke up in the morning feeling very relaxed.
 
I had a dream once where I fully belted the crap out of someone... I woke up itching to get in a fight to see if I could really do it in real life ;)
 
I was at some sheetmetal factory Dr. Dre owned. He was making a 50 track CD from all these nameless hopefuls that worked there. . . .

It was weird. . .They couldn't rap for shit. . .
 
katmeow said:
I had a dream once where I fully belted the crap out of someone... I woke up itching to get in a fight to see if I could really do it in real life ;)

thats interesting because I kind of feel the same way, I kinda want to bash this guy now and do what I did in the dream because I feel I could do it exactly the same way it was in the dream, maybe it was a premanition (spelling, you know what I mean :) ), hopefully
 
I had a dream last night that I was going to a party and met cotb for the first time, she announced that I couldn't come into the party dressed like that, she proceeded to whack me senseless with a wand and then I turned into my neopet....

I need to lay off the nicotine before bed...
 
^^hehehe

I have been having non sense making dreams.... A couple of nights ago I dreamt Of flying, I was so weightless then all of a sudden I just lost it and fell.. I had no way of stopping myself from falling, so I kinda ran through the air and found my self being pulled up into a cloud by a really nice looking guy... THE END..
 
i had a strange dream last night... i watched some dirty looking teenagers snorting tiny little lines off mirrors on the streets... then i had to go and hide my own mirror in my ex-boyfriends car.... for some reason i had the key, and when i came out he was being nice to me in a weird way. then he told me that he had started taekwondo (like me) and i was really pissed off... and i tried to hit him and really hurt him but i couldn't.

does anyone know what it means in a dream when you're running as fast as you can but you barely get anywhere? or when you're trying to hurt someone with all your strength but you just can't? it's like gravity has become fucked or something.
 
^^^I would pretty much think it means what it looks like it does. Maybe you feel like you're in a situation where you're trying your hardest to do something about it but can't, and so your dream's responding to that? Running fast to nowhere....pushing against an immovable object....that kinda thing..
 
My dream last night!

Hehehehe.... I dreamed that I was in the Big Brother house. Somehow I'd smuggled in two pills. I didn't want anyone to know, but I ended up sharing one with Wesley.

Then all of sudden Wesley is in my bed (sleeping) and I go to wake him up and he kisses me. The next morning Bree confronts me and says "did you kiss Wesley?" acting all shocked and bitchy. Then all the girls ignore me except Terri, so Terri and I go and hit a tennis ball against the wall together.

More stuff happened than that, but that's all I can remember. Oh, and Wesley was a really good kisser.


Bwhwahahahha! =D I most definitely am watching too much BB 8(
 
^^ omg I had a bb dream a couple of nights ago... Basicly It was the whole Merlin and Ash thing... I cam into the house and kissed Merlin and got a little bit frisky with him.. *not sexually tho* .. She got all upset with me and I remember telling her that is was nothing and not to stress about it.. fun tho funny around the house..... thats All I can remember
 
My Hollywood Film... warning, pretty fucked up.

Oh my god, I'm on a roll.

Last night (and I hope I can remember all this, I'm a little drunk), I had a dream which could quite concievably be the script of a Hollywood movie, a thriller of sorts. It was SO detailed, and of course I'll forget all the detail, but here goes:

I'm a teenage runaway - maybe 19 or so - and quite attractive. I'm not myself in this, although I do have dark hair: I'm actually quite a different looking person, much more attractive.

Anyway, I've been staying in various places, hitching rides with people etc... anyway, one day, this couple picks me up. They're a VERY attractive young couple - he's maybe 29, 30, quite muscular, rugged features, clean cut, she's perhaps 26, 27, beautiful, blond.

They take me back to their place to stay. Here's where things get weird. The husband of the couple co-erces me into sex.... ok, pretty much rapes me, while the wife watches. The backstory is, they do this quite a lot: they get young, innocent runaway girls and use them as sex toys. From my perspective I wouldn't know this, but in my dream I do: they've actually killed a lot of these young girls. Sort of like serial sex-killers.

Anyway that first experience, the first rape; I'm scared, but I figure I'll play along, so I don't get hurt. He's quite rough and forceful - he bites me, or hits me or something - but apart from that, I'm not harmed. I have an awful feeling I'm going to be killed, and I'm petrified.... but, for some reason, they take a shine to me, and let me stay.

For the first few weeks I'm still playing along, petrified, trying to convince them I'm fine with this new "arrangement": the husband rapes me on a regular basis, but they're both very sweet and lovely to me afterwards, and say I'm their new "friend". In my mind, I keep thinking of escapes, like dialing 000, or running out the door; but I'm too scared. Like in the movies, as soon as I make a move, they'll know and come after me. I'm so meek and quiet... I'm even scared of asking for a glass of water, or to go to the toilet. Yet the wife is so nice to me on the surface, she's like my best friend, and somehow, this all kind of lulls me into a false sense of security.

One day when they're out I do actually dial 000, but don't know what to say: "They're holding me here" "What, can't you get out the door?" "Yes, but I'm afraid they'll come after me" ... "I'm sorry, but we can't actually do anything about it unless you have been in danger or have been assaulted". Because it was basically consentual sex, I don't know what to do... The authorities don't understand. I feel trapped.

I am petrified they'll find out about the phone call, so I'm extra nice to them that night and cook them dinner. After dinner, I start to feel sick. Then I feel sick the next morning, then the morning after that. The couple make me take a pregnancy test and it's positive. I'm having his baby.

They seem delighted, and treat me like a goddess. Again (being a runaway, uncared-for child) I feel good, and sink into the situation, thinking "this isn't so bad". They stop sexually abusing me for several months, and things are pretty good. I start to think they're really good people, and they're really going to look after me.

My dream skips to when I'm 9 months pregnant and nearly ready to give birth. One night the husband comes home and he has a pair of fishnet stockings. He makes me put them on, and he and his wife make me go through a kinky sort of sex ritual, where he's on top of me and I'm pretending to give birth.... and she's still watching , the whole time.

Then comes a scene which my character is not privvy to (but which I see, in my dream): the couple, who'd previously been painted in the last hour or so as being nice (if slightly fucked up) people, plotting my death, over a glass of white wine in the backyard.

Cut to an old hospital - for some reason, they've found an old, abandoned hospital for me to give birth - and I'm in labour. I give birth, alone (this is a dream, remember ;) ) to a baby boy. And then suddenly, at the moment of the birth I realise what's really going on. A protective instinct; something like mother's intuition. Simultaneously, the husband is coming up the corridors with a knife.

I grab the baby and see an open window... I get out of the window (with much difficulty, seeing as I've just had a baby), just as the husband is coming through the door. I run out onto the deserted street in my hospital smock, my baby in my arms, desperately looking for someone to help me. He's in hot pursuit behind me.

My dream had two endings (because I woke up after the first one, then went back to sleep and dreamt the other): in one, I came across a woman, who took pity and took me in, and helped me and notified the authorities. I was okay finally, and my baby was okay.

In the other ending, the husband caught me and brutally stabbed me to death and took my baby. And he and the wife kept my baby as their own.

What a fucked up dream!!

Apologies to anyone this offended.
 
the last dream i remember was yesterday morning. its slightly vague so dont mind me...

there was a bunch of dudes on a boat going somewhere and they were in the army. they come across some land (theyre sailing down the coast of victoria - but theres no towns or anything)
theres a bit of rivalry between two guys and when they get onto land (lured by a beret - WTF??) the bad guy rolls down this big hill and is killed.
the bitch thing is, the good guy that survives realises the land is an island and he cant escape and is there for 13 years.

thats when i wake up.
how weird is that? i had nothing to do with the actual dream....like i was reading a story or something.
 
Re: My Hollywood Film... warning, pretty fucked up.

Strawberry_lovemuffin said:
My dream had two endings (because I woke up after the first one, then went back to sleep and dreamt the other):

Lovemuffin- I do that sometimes as well. i wake up in the middle of a dream and then go back to sleep having chosen what happens next.

It's like Choose Your Own Adventure dreaming :D
 
^ yeah it's cool isn't it! If you're not happy with the way a dream ended, if you are quick enough after waking up you can slip back into it and create a more favourable ending.... even if it feels a littl contrived, it's still much better than finishing with an awful or scared or helpless feeling.
 
BopGirl said:
I find I dream a lot more when I go to bed drunk! I woke up Saturday morning after having 2 of the weirdest dreams! Can't remember them now though ...


Yes!
I went to bed pretty drunk last night and had the scariest dream that these three young girls dressed all in red (much like the kids from Stephen King's Children of the Corn) suddenly appeared in the backseat of my car while driving.

I was definitely freaked out!
 
I was getting chased by dinosaurs

*mutters maybe she should cut back on fhe 5htp cos her dreams have been getting weirder and weirder every night*
 
Okay ... I finally remember one of my dreams!! Its in two parts :D

First part of my dream, I was playing soccer against my brother and his friends, only every time they got the ball, it would turn into basketball, then if we got the ball, we'd play soccer! Weird eh!

Then earlier this morning ... I dreamt I was in some public toilet. I had some book and my purse with me but didn't want to take it into the cubicle so left them just outside my door. As I was on the toilet, some girl in the toilet next to me finished doing her stuff then as she was leaving took my purse.

Of course I jumped up and chased her, so she threw my purse in the bin as she went to the basin. I started swearing my head off, threatening her and told her she was lucky not to have two blacks eyes.

She started laughing and putting on mascara so I grabber her handbag (which was open and jam packed with shit) and emptied it into the bin :) As I was leaving I heard her rummaging through to get her stuff back. SUCKED IN!

Oh, I did get my purse out ;)
 
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