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Jordan
You're.... a man?! growin' up in the 'soup was tough
Joined: 29 Aug 2007 Posts: 3713 Warnings: 1

Location: San Marcos, TX Gender: Male Age: 24
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:48 am Post subject:
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I've been so busy for the past few months that I've stopped writing down my dreams and reading them, thus lowering the chance of having more lucid dreams (which are always fun once you attain it now and then).
But two nights ago I had a really weird dream that inspired me to keep up with my dream recall and try for lucidity. It's not worth telling all of it here, because it's only really funny if you know the people who are in the dream, but the ending is what was really weird.
Earlier during the dream, my actual room mate found a baby (who looked a lot like my girlfriend's nephew) and he took it in. I knew it was wrong, but I went along with the crime. So we stole this infant, and then the room mate starting doing some sick shit, like hitting the kid when I wasn't around and playing loud music all the time to torture the kid.
So later on, in the end of the dream (that I can recall), he tells me about how he is going to cut the kid's feet. Literally just take a straight razor and start cutting. He leaves to buy the razor, and I grab the child. We leave the apartment, but I realize I forgot my keys so I rush back inside. Before we can exit once more, the room mate enters the door with two chicks dancing. He sees me, then takes out a pistol while the birds continue their dancing. I remember saying something along the lines of "I get it, you have a fucking gun" right before I run at him.
We scuffle for a bit, and the whole time I'm thinking, 'I don't mind if he shoots off my finger...'. I finally wrest the pistol from his hand, aim it at his head and fire three shots into his skull. One girl comments on how it's boring, so they both leave while I call the cops to come pick up the baby.
Weird.
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Ze Kyle
Hand Gesturer My life is like a fart
Joined: 17 May 2006 Posts: 1989 Warnings: 0

Age: 667
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 7:09 pm Post subject:
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| Solid Snake wrote: | | What should I do? |
Kill yourself.
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7224
The 'Soup's Amélie I will always love you and I try to be a good girl for you, always.
Joined: 23 Mar 2008 Posts: 26571 Warnings: 0

Gender: Female
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 11:38 pm Post subject:
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I hardly ever dream, as some may remember my saying this...but tonight I woke up from a sad dream and I woke up crying. Anyway, the dream was about someone telling me about a genuine heart and what it really feels deep down. In the dream, I wasn't surprised but I was really angry because deep down in my heart, I always knew the truth of how someone really did feel of me.
I believe my dream. I think sometimes dreams come to us because we won't see the things we are in such a denile about.
Anyway, I'm glad I don't remember mine so much. Waking up sad and hurt and angry isn't such a nice feeling.
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