Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

Could you transfer $1000 from my current account to my deposit account?

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

i'm fine good work



Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

Another service?

Posted on: 2011-12-29 by Guest

I had a Dream i was back in mid-evil times, going around fighting monsters and completeting quests for money, But for me instead of being a hero i made money helping others solve mysterious, Kind of like sherlock holmes back in time, I would also sell stuff that i acquired for money. I also Drove around in my Chevy green truck, till it got blasted by a black dragon named Hoxhorn, I managed to salvage the engine and make a scooter type vehical out of it. I also meet some weird characters, a pirate, a young knight women, a couple of pesents, some beggars, a magical healer, a wise man, and another man who helped me with my quests. The last thing i remember in my Dream was being in a house that was raised up off the ground by wood and had a wrapped around deck, i remember i sold a pirates possessions by mistake so i repaying the man. Soon after i was about to hand the money to him, the house shook and we was surrounded by gaints, the pirate took the money and flee'ed the rest of us was stuck in the house with these things peering into the house. We then went into the bedroom, where i was talking to the lovely knight girl, also my sister was their for some reason, Then a young giant was pounding on the window but couldn't break it, he cried and went away for a bit. we laughed and smiled at his failed attempt to gain entrance to the house, however upon his return he brought his dad... 6x the height of the young giant and 6x more big, we fled the house only though their was the professor behind me we ran away from the house with the giants chasing us as we jumped over several stone walls making our way to the castle near by, ~ The grand main castle ~ seeing safety only couple feet away i jumped up the last stone wall and was about to fall down when i see the profession tired and struggling to make it over, with the giants only a couple of yards behind us he yelled run, without hesitation i ran to the the castle all the armed guards run out as the giants broke through the last stone wall, where a battle between the guards and giants would take place, I had a gash on the left inner thigh that i did not see due to all the adrenalin pumping through me, the guard insisted that i went to see the priest to get patched up. I did fast forwarding to the priest he was stunned to hear about what happened, as i look to my left i saw a crystal ball, it was kind gray and metallic, upon it's touch and as your breathed in deeply it would heal you of anything. After leaving the priest and heading back home, not knowing how things went with the giants and the castle guards, i went back to retrieve my money and find any other survivors and find the knight lady again.



Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

Do you know each other?

Posted on: 2013-08-07 by Guest

Last night I just had another dream that branched off a series of dreams that I have been having for around four or more years now. In this dream my friends find out I have Harry Styles number so they start texting him and then one says as a joke for him to keep his hands off me. So later Harry drives up in to my house and wants to go confront my friend about this but I manage to talk him out of it. Later me him and my bestie Rachel (who started appearing in these dreams after she introduced me to onedirection) had a conversation that related to the previous dreams where Harry and Louis would come to my house and celebrate birthdays/holidays and us 3 were all really close. In the conversation I ask why they don't come over anymore and he says that it's been busy being famous NOW and all that, I then ask if Larry Stylinson is real cuz I've had my suspicions since the first one of these dreams (which was before the were all on xfactor) and Harry blushes nods and shyly said yes in his adorable British accent then we go to this talent show with a bunch of people from my camp and i woke up just before Harry started singing "rock me" by one direction IMD

Posted on: 2015-01-08 by Guest

Last night my dream is all about my love who i didn't know if she loves me too IMD



Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

How many more years do you have to go?

Posted on: 2016-01-28 by Guest

I just stumbled across this site in hope of talking about dreams I've had for many years. I've had night terrors since I was a very small child. I still remember 2 of them very percisly. I have out of body experiences quiet often. Now more than ever. The past year they've turned almost demonic I'm a sense. I'm not religious at all and it's not something that's Vaguely even crosses my mind. But my "dreams" have gotten very interesting lately. I'll be ducked out of a dream and put in a world that's not so dreamy. A real atmosphere unlike the fantasy world's of most dreams. I lay in bed and I see my door open and I can feel something there. Something tells me to wake up and do it quick. Something holding me down. Keeping my eyes from opening. I know there's a scientific approach that I believe in called sleep paralysis which makes sense but there's something in my body that I feel during these dreams. Normally my girlfriend will hear me scream and shake and in my head I'm begging her to hit me so I can move. Last night I had something weird happen to me. I had an end of the world dream. Pretty cool dream actually. But I was taken from it by someone to be placed in another real setting.. here we go again right? Well this one was different. For the life of me I can't remember it. But I do remember I saw what I knew to be Satan. According to my gf she tried to kick me to wake me up but it made it worse. Then she screamed my name a few times and I came to. I can normally remember all of my "demonic dreams" as I call them now in stead of night terrors, but this one disappeared. She said I was shaking abruptly and my head was shaking back and forth. This dream was erased from my memory and I know it's a dream and you normally forget them but she said I told her "I don't like this" and I passed out. I remember in my dream that someone approached me and my body got that scared sensation, one I only experience during these terror dreams. But I saw it. I remember I saw someone and it talked to me. The weird thing is. I don't remember what it said or where I was. Look I don't believe in demons or anything. I don't look into anything like that or doesn't interest me. I live a normal life and all. Why am I experiencing this? Why does no one I know have these? Do they mean anything or is there a way to get rid of them? It's not something I wanna talk to someone about. I see this stuff on TV. There's nothing special about me. Should I be worried?

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

The line's engaged

Posted on: 2014-01-30 by 9spaceking

Last night I attempted to strip Angelina, my REAL LIFE sister's friend Kathy (who exists in real life), whom was wearing a dazzling set of bra. However, I could not strip her before everything transitioned along to another dream.

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Cool site goodluck :)

Posted on: 2012-09-30 by Guest

I existed a shop, back entrance, and I found my self in an empty parking lot. This parking lot was full of many small, but steep hills. Across the street, in another parking lot, there was also a guy who also just exited a shop. I got a bad vibe from him, but he didn’t’ notice me, so I started walking to my car. I was wearing braces again because gaps were reforming in my teeth. As I walked, a wire became lose (top row). I tried to pop it back in, but I messed it up and my braces started aggressively pulling my teeth in two different directions creating a huge gap right down the middle. It was very painful, by gums were stating to split and bleed. The guy noticed me and started walking over. I used my hand to “pinch” my two front teeth together, as I frantically opened my car. Once in, still holding my teeth, I turned on the car and tried to get out of the parking lot. Due to the numerous mini hills, it was VERY difficult to drive. The guy was moving faster and getting closer. I could fell he meant me great harm. Then I woke up…. Terrified! I’ve had lots of dreams relating to poor teeth heath before, so I’m wondering wants going on in my head. I have not felt this much terror from a dream in a long time!

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

I've only just arrived

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

Where do you come from?

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Thanks funny site

Posted on: 2013-05-26 by angelisrani

I am having dream of my best friend daily.sometimes she cry,many times i cry. sometimes i am having dream of our fights that we hv gone through months. whenever i sleep, i have her dream.pls help.i hope something wrong is not there.

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Could I have an application form?

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

What university do you go to?

Posted on: 2015-05-27 by Guest

Three years

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

I'm not sure

Posted on: 2015-09-20 by Guest

This dream started out, with me barging into my dorm room. I had just returned from some outing (maybe some sporting event), that had me very angry, for some reason. The Hallways were crowded with people. Guys, mainly. In fact, I don't remember seeing any women. the closer I got to my room, the more crowded, it became. I could also hear a regular fuck-fest, happening in all the other rooms. The thought of some drunken, co-ed's getting it on, in my bed, was making me even more enraged. Having to force my way into my own room, was pushing me over the edge. Shoving, bare chested collage punks, out of the way, I made my way into the room. I was on fire! The Incredible Hulk's got nothing on me, at this point! That is, until I catch a glimpse of what's actually happening. I force my way to the front of this wall of collage guys, only to find that the mattresses of both beds have been pulled to the center of the room. One or maybe two girls, are being worked over by several guys at once. the one young woman that I fixate on, is totally naked, and covered with semen. Two guys are holding her, and maneuvering her into different positions. Two, or three other guys are either having sex with this chick, or stroking themselves, waiting their turn. That's when I realize, that all these assholes, aren't here for a peep show, but are just waiting their turn. I try to shout, over the panting and groaning, to see if she is ok. I don't know if she needs help, or is here of her own accord. My mind, screams at me to Save her, but the fact that she might not need saving, is keeping me in check. I finally catch her eye, and the look that I get, tells me everything and nothing, all at once. I see a scared, and hopeless young woman getting gang-raped, continuously, by several people. In the same glance, I see a working girl making more money, in a few hours, than a whole month of waiting tables, or cleaning hotel rooms. That maybe, it's none of my fucking business, other than it, unfortunately being my room and my mattress. This whole scenario was making me feel extremely hopeless and lost. Not only, because some young girl was maybe having her innocence, quite literally, stripped from her, but also because I couldn't tell the fucking difference. My dream morphs here, as they do, and I'm leaving the same dormitory, at some other time. There are shadowy people, talking and joking in the hall. Once outside, I see an old friend, walking with some others. I ask him where the hell, he's been. He tells me he's been right here, the whole time, and asks me, where the fuck, have I been. laughter ensues. I follow them down a path, listening to them laughing and cursing each other out. Some buffoon, in a toga, grabs me and pulls me into the field. we have a mock battle, while everyone laughs. I end up being knocked down, breathing heavy, laughing, myself. Good times, I guess. The dream morph, yet again. The departing scene, is of me looking up at some sort of cheap, Christmas decoration. definitely plastic, maybe a wind chime or mobile. it's foggy and unclear enough, that I believe that I'm looking through glass, into someones home, from the outside. There are twinkling lights and I hear, muted carols being sung by angels. It is cold outside, looking in. I feel that half remembered, peaceful feeling of belonging. Of feeling loved, while waiting for the assurances of that implied unity that is gained by ripping through gaudy packages, and beholding the temporary bliss, that one gets from such things. I know that I am looking into the happiness of someone else, though, I can only feel loneliness, remorse, and sorrow. I feel like I will never understand women, and I see that all things that I did in life are affected by this inability to grasp, even a tenuous hold of the workings of the fairer sex. I can't shake the feeling that everything wrong with my life, stems from this fact. I make no advances. I stand back, and let life pass me by. I'm weak. I am a coward, and I have , only myself to blame. Fin.

Posted on: 2013-10-26 by Guest

How much will it cost to send this letter to ?

Posted on: 2015-03-25 by Guest

It happened 2-3 years ago, it was like De Ja Vu except me and this woman were teens. I was in a bridge while the woman also was in the same path. The last time I was in the bridge I protected that women as there was river stream under the bridge as it was like a water slide, she fell and I holded on with her. I want to she this girl/ woman again in real life and dream... Samig Sherchan

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Will I get paid for overtime?