Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

Could you tell me the number for ?

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

What's your number?



Posted on: 2015-05-26 by Guest

I wanted to live abroad

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

What qualifications have you got?



Posted on: 2015-06-09 by Guest

Accountant supermarket manager

Posted on: 2011-05-16 by RyanK

Last night I was on who wants to be a millionaire. I made it all the way to the last question, which was finding out which character from a list was not on sesame street. I got the answer wrong and left with nothing IMD.

Posted on: 2015-09-13 by Guest

Last Night, I dreamed world war 3 started and I had to become a soldier and skip school. So I was fighting for my life and I had made friends with these other soldiers and I told them, "We're going to make it! We can do this!" We hid somewhere but a few moments later I got shot and I told my friends, "No, I can't die! I still need to go see my family, my mom. I promised her after this I would go finally visit her." Then I started to cry and my friends just held me there. Everything felt motionless and sad. Then I woke. IMD



Posted on: 2015-05-25 by Guest

Please call back later

Posted on: 2014-06-09 by Guest

Last night I had a awesome Random dream weird but funny and scary and just I don't know haha!! So I can't remember exactly where and how the dream started but I remember pieces of the dream and the end. So here goes: Was in a clothing/coctial typer thing shop and saw how a guy which they called "kissed by death"(or something similar something about kiss and death) killed a guy and then walking out. Later on when I was browsing for clothes the same guy came in and he wanted to know if anybody else had been there that day during the murder. The cashier girl said it I had been, but I said no, and she wanted to see our shoes to prove we where there, but luckily I was barefoot so I said my shoes are broke and I just came to buy new shoes. So as the guy and his big assistant walked out the cashier told me to dial on her phone 0 - if I was there and 1 - if I was not. So I dialed 0. I begged her not to say anything and she promised, she removed my purchase from that day. (And now I have to skip a piece because u can't remember) I became buddy-buddy with the killer and his group and somehow I started to get romantically involved with him. There was a snake and he spit purple poison in my eyes but I killed the snake by squashing it with my shoes. The car stopped at a local playground/picnic area and the guys went on walking in. The cashier and the owner said they must go do something and I said okay and gave them extra masking tape(because they have masking tape with them sort of hostages) they said no he would kill them if he find out. And so I walked back to the car alone while they were of to the bathroom I think. It was then that a guy appeared with a gun and he was saying he's going to shoot(he wasn't aming the gun at me, but I knew he was talking to me)and then a guy appeared behind him with a gun aiming for the first shooter. And then somehow the second shooter joined the first shooters group and the first shooter switched guns (now he was holding tiny gun with sort of a rubber band) and he said he waas going to shoot me. He moved to my back and I was talking and praying and just begging until suddenly I started to slow down knowing I was shot. I lay there and they started moving. Next thing I know (I the real me ) was fighting back and decided that I was not truly dead just hurt badly and slowly moved myself to the car when I saw my friends coming back. As soon As they got there I was dead again and just a mere spirit person. I remember someoner talking about me sayingsomething of 2.3 mil. Later I was with my mom(ghost and she's alive but she could hear me but not see me) I tried to warn her what I heard. The badguy arranged someoone to kill me to pay of his debt and now he wants to kill someone else aswell, I warned my mom scared that it might be her. It wasn't. Then the bad guy said he wanted to see me but I was scared so I hesitated but he found me and told me to put onn the surgical gloves, he said he was taking me to my moms where he will have my body. (Cut into pieces, first all organs and then fingers and then parts, disgusting I know) there was lots of bags and the sight made me nauseas so I decided to go away. And then I heard from the proffesor (who I spokend to earlier but can't remember that part) and I fell and he helped me up. We were both shocked that he can touch me, he then asked if I know how I got back (human again) and I said no. Just then kids started cominbg and he yelled at me saying my friend ate me and I have to run to a roof. We jumped up to a nearby house's roof but he said its not real roof and just then that friend came and I pulled the roof and slammed it against her but she didn't want to die. We fought and I was trying to save my life.I was making my way to her home. The prof. Said the only way to stop her is to slap her through her face,which surpringly wasn't easy. We reached her houses' stairs and just then I thought I lost. But when I got to the top and she to the middle the prof asked her if she's okay, but I answered(as the middle girl) yes. And then the top girl said she is harper. And then I looked like selewa gomez and just laughed..... Yeaaa weird dream d very confusing and did I mention weird. Night time is my fave because then I can dream. IMD

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

I'd like to tell you about a change of address

Posted on: 2015-05-24 by Guest

This is the job description

Posted on: 2014-12-10 by Guest

For a while I've been having these dreams about this girl I've never met before and I think I've fallen in love. It's been almost a year I've been having these 4 weird dreams and I still don't have any answers. I don't know her name or where she's from, but all I know is that she has blonde hair with blue eyes. She was the type of person who lights up the whole room with just a smile. She was so beautiful and I remember feeling how lucky I was to have met her. There's a lot of detail in these dreams it felt like it really happened but it never did. The first dream I was shopping in a store and I crossed over to this girl, she smiled at me and the first thing I said to myself was how beautiful she looked. We started talking, it felt like we talked for a while then we went our separate ways. I remember thinking to myself how interesting she was and again how beautiful. I wanted to see again. So instead of acting like a creep, I just pretended to walk the opposite way and I bumped into her again and we talked again. The second dream hasn’t happened in a month or two. But it started me and her walking and holding hands and we were smiling and we looked like we were in love. It was nighttime and we were walking in field, there were fireflies flying around us under the moonlight. We weren't even talking we just looked into each other's eyes and just content. It was kind of like that moment when your with someone special and you don't need to say a thing 'cause you already what to say. It was like that and that was mostly the second dream. Everytime when I would wake up from my dreams I felt so sad and depressed 'cause the dream was over. I hated waking up in the morning I wanted to be with her so mostly everynight I couldn't wait to sleep so I can dream of her. Well that didn't happened for almost 3 or 4 months. That was a grueling few months I'll that much. Then finally the third dream happened. It was mostly like the second dream but we were just kissing and laughing. So basically it was like the second part of the second dream but man that was wonderful. I was happy when I woke up and sad at the same time. I became so obsessed over these dreams about this girl I've never met before. I prayed God every night to please help me find out more about this girl and to give me signs if I ever do end up meeting her. I hope so. Now I had the fourth dream just 2 months ago and this one felt kind of personal,,, well not personal. It felt special? Were both in the bathroom (both clothed) just hanging out and she was halfway in and out of the shower laughing and so was I. I kept leaning over and kissing her, I remember feeling so in love than I've ever been. And that's what pretty much happened in that dream I recently had. I hope to keep having more or maybe hopefully meeting her. I know there's a lot of detail and it may sound like it actually happened but it never did. I never saw a movie or read about something like this. You might think that the dream means I long for a relationship and I made up something in my mind but I'm telling you I can feel it deep in my bones that this is true and I can feel it that I will meet her someday. What I don't understand is why I had 4 dreams about the Same girl, I never dream about something more than twice and it's mostly just the same pointless dream. What do you guys think? Has it ever happened to you before?

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

I was born in Australia but grew up in England

Posted on: 2015-05-25 by Guest

I do some voluntary work

Posted on: 2012-09-03 by lostinmyworld

Last night..until this morning my dream was me being chased by michael myers. Ive had this dream reoccuring for years. Michael will chase me everywhere i run and kill my family and friends. It will wake me up i fall back to sleep and it picks right back up from when i woke up and im always running away or hiding from him. Everyone new that i know gets killed and im still always running...it freaks me out to the point i wake up screaming annd kicking. Its so real last night to every detail of my home i live in now and people that live here including my dogs...i dont know what this reoccuring nighmare is meaning but Ive had it since i will little....IMD

Posted on: 2012-07-16 by Guest

An old building. A book, large, bound in black leather, stiffened with age, heavy and thick. Realization. He must not have the book. He is evil. He is wickedness. For humanity, for our world, he must not have the book. And yet it is his, part of him. Family does not take me seriously. I scream, WE MUST FLEE! Get in my car, convince father to come. We Drive, and drive, anywhere. Men in dirty black furs and leather, black haired, angry, and bearing cruel, ancient steel weapons, axes, swords, no shields. They emerge from the side of the highway. I swerve to avoid them when I can, but they strike the car, hurling their bodies at it, completely unconcerned with thgeir own lives or the danger. A solid axe strike to the winshield shatters it. I am in the place I found the book. There, attached to the wall, bound by strands of acid spiderweb thick as cord, is a woman. She is naked, and her face is beauty and pain and sadness. Her body, what can be seen through the webbing, is criss-crossed with angry red welts, as though the webs burn as they imprison. I reach out, to tear the webbing away, to free her. she sadly shakes her head, and I know it is futile. He is coming. We must flee. WE MUST FLEE! Yet she is suffering, and I know her, she is I, if he captures me. I ask my father for the small, tiny knife I know he carries. I bring out the blade, and look her in the eye. She knows what I offer is a different kind of freedom. She gives a tiny nod, but it is the fear and gratitude in her eyes that tell me she is ready. Tearing at my soul, I grasp her hair. Roughly, I yank up. Without hesitation I draw the blade across her throat, as hard and sure as I can. It is a small blade, but sharp and my hand is steady. It has taken too long. He is there, and backing away I try to strike him with the knife. But it is a cross. A rosary from the Vatican. A gift from Craig. I strike him with a rosary, which burns and flings him away, his arm hurt, cut but not deeply. My sister will not believe me. Even my Father, who has seen strange men in black furs emerge and hurl themselves against the racing car, is confused. Craig is over. He believes. We flee in the car, but my father has forgotten the Book! It is at the house. We return to get it. My father has a car with no frame, like a jeep. Something incredibly fuel efficient. We will take that. I insist on driving, he accepts readily. But it is difficult to start, and my family's lack of belief, lack of fear has already delayed me. My father takes a moment to gloat, to explain the trick to starting the car. It is too much. There, in the passenger seat, is him. I know that Cruel, beardless chin. Those piercing brown eyes, so brown they are almost black in black. His hands are large, and his expression one of infinite evil. I gaze into his eyes, full of terror and resignation. Death would be better than capture, and briefly I wonder if I can find a way to die. I cannot. "So, this is the one who flees?" I nod, and offer him my wrists together, to bind or to cut. I am defeated. "Ha! He is no more than a gamer. He fled because he could do not other. And a good little rabbit, too. Led me on quite the chase. Do you know what will happen to you, little rabbit?" I know. I will suffer endlessly. I will have horrors without ending. If I cam lucky, he will eventually destroy me. "No, no luck. I will use you in dark rituals that will bind your soul to demons and you will be in endless hell. But first, you will serve me. Your fear is delicious, and you understand your place completely." We are in his place. It is cold stone and the smell of blood is there. I do whatever I can for my master. I fear the inevitable day of my endless torment, but... I am good at service. I am eager for his commands, and run to complete them. He has an apprentice, another servant, younger than I. But that boy does not understand quickly, and makes me seem more competent in contrast. He has two beautiful women servants. One hair blond as the sun, the other black as the night sky. The Blond is foolish and morally bankrupt, she serves not out of fear but a lust for power. The dark haired one is my ally. She tells me how he thinks, what he is like. She shares secret information. He is impressed with me. I have begun to help in the dark rituals. I have no hesitation, knowing that any day I may begin to suffer eternally, I commit blasphemy's with no doubt or guilt. I am also a natural... christopherleecruz@gmail.com for more

Posted on: 2012-04-10 by Guest

I had a dream that my crush was holding my hand and telling how amazing i am..(that's all saw in the dream) i had this other dream which was tonight. In the dream i saw that, i was in church in my crush called me to sit down with him,in the church coat room(closet). HE put a chair in front and sat down.I don't clearly remember,what exactly he was saying to me but i do remember him asking me do you like me?,and i said yes. and then he went upstairs to play piano for the children's choir..i went upstairs but not inside of the room of the children's choir.i went in the other room or lobby and this guy who like me in church and he was like tickling me..while he was tickling that when my crush got out of the room of the children's choir and saw the guy tickling me and i saw my crush looking at me with mean face on, look like he was jealous that the guy was tickling me so then i told the guy to stop, then he did.. but i didn't know why was my crush mad because he never told me if he did like me back :)

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

I'd like to send this letter by

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

I can't get a signal

Posted on: 2012-11-05 by Guest

last night i had a dream that i was somewhere and i looked up the night dark sky and the moon was bright full moon, The moon seemed like it was breaking into 3 pieces, its hard to explain.the sky was shining bright light. my mom then said "god is opening the sky". what did she mean? imd

Posted on: 2016-11-01 by Guest

My dream ı and my girlfriend tohether learn to english and go to Amerika and we are live in america. :( But my girlfriend thinq friend me ..

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Gloomy tales

Posted on: 2015-07-20 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-05-29 by Guest

I can't stand football

Posted on: 2015-06-09 by Guest

I'd like to cancel a cheque