Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

I'll call back later

Posted on: 2015-05-25 by Guest

Can I call you back?



Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

In a meeting

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

The United States



Posted on: 2014-04-13 by Guest

Last night, I dreamed that I was at home when someone knocked on the door. I opened it, and there was a beautiful woman standing there. She said to take off my clothes and come with her to see a fountain. So I went out of the door with her and we walked down the sidewalk. I was naked and had an erection. We got to a place where the sidewalk ended. We were standing at the edge of a cliff. I looked down and saw a river very far below us. She told me the fountain was down there and I had to go down there with no clothes. So we started going down this mountain. At the bottom was a city. I was afraid to get there because I was naked. I told the lady I was naked and she asked me if I had an erection. I told her yes. She was walking in front of me and said that was good. At that point I woke up IMD.

Posted on: 2012-10-26 by Guest

Every now and then I have this fucked up dream...I'm in a cemetery and it always starts with me going to this grave on the edge of a wall at a bottom of a hill. At the top of the hill there's a boarded up blue house and the very first time I had this dream somethings in that house. I run down the hill and backflip over this grave into a different section of the cemetery. This section has tiny square graves with skulls in between like a side walk. On the other side is a fence. The graves on the other side of the fence look like an old Roman city and are covered in green moss. To get out of this place you must find the giant temple at the end of the Roman section with the word "Skorpios" engraved in a giant stone banner. Inside is a house cat named Skorpios I have to defeat. The first time it was a group of cats. At the back of the temple is a door I have to kick down. Inside looks like a modern day house. The windows won't come up and there is one door in the back of the house. Open it to find a fence is blocking my way out, on the other side of the fence is what looks to be Gravestones with Chinese Lions on top of them. I am Buddhist so this part isn't that out there. There is another door to my right that must be kicked down...it appears to be the same house with the same door and same windows, both houses are empty. I open up the door and there's a big green hill with no graves. I always wake up at this point.

Posted on: 2012-08-15 by Guest

Im 19. And I had a weird dream a few months ago about a short break respite place I used to go to (where I stopped going before I turned 18) I found 2 secret rooms. 1 extra bathroom. 1 extra bathroom. Then I saw a trap door that was the same colour as the carpet. But didn't go down there. Then came the weirdest part of the dream. In the dream I was STAYING there. And I thought to myself "wait. Im 18+. I don't come here anymore. Why am I here?" This didn't feel like a dream. And I wondered what I was doing there. The best part of the dream was when it ended. And I woke up. When I used to go there I didn't like it. But I don't think this is what the dream means. It hasn't been off my mind since I dreamt it. And I know this whole dream has a meaning. Can anyone tell me what this dream means. Thanks (:



Posted on: 2015-06-08 by Guest

I'd like to transfer some money to this account

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

Punk not dead

Posted on: 2013-03-16 by Guest

In my dream it started with, some sort of birth-day party, a bunch of people came into a room lined up all around the room and then we were told to sit down, then the girls were told to start fucking all of the guys. I was confused but everyone seemed to start doing it, so a girl hopped on my cock and started riding. It looked like there was more girls than guys, more maybe the perfect amount. The dream was so vivid, but I can't say that was a good thing. The atmosphere was so dark, I think that the place we were in was controlled by different gods, as if they were fighting for the world. I remember seeing some kind of electric god standing next to a plasma god. But anyways, after that I exited the "world" into some kind of building, there were people outside there waiting to go in. I was all like, "You're gonna love it in there man, I'm not gonna tell ya what happened but you're gonna love it!" Then a guy comes up to me (I think he worked there) and he put a staple in my left cheek, I believe it was so I didn't talk about that place. I think I could still talk, but the dream was so vivid so OUCH.

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

I'm not interested in football

Posted on: 2013-02-09 by fangmoonstone

2-9-13 Dream part two The next part of my dream is odd. It's like a continuation of a dream I had before, where I met this guy at his house... he kind of looked like David Henrie with brown hair, and was cool and nice, but shady and didn't want me there. For some reason I used my flying ability to kind of get behind him in his living room without him knowing, then saw his drawings. They were very good; wolf heads and anthro stuff. I told him they were good, but he was just like bahh go away. Then he gave my his TV guide. 0_o Also something about Andrew. Maybe he was Andrew when he's older, or Andrew's brother or something. I dont know. When I left his house, it was night time. I was flying homeward, but the TV guide magazine was throwing me off. So I put it down and flew up again, very high. About where the clouds were, just below them. It was a breathtaking sight. I was right above where Coney Island is, and from my point of view the world was dark and quiet, with bright man-made lights of yellow and white everywhere. It was so beautiful. Even in my dream I gasped. I think it was my favorite part of the dream. The flying, I mean. It was surreal. Like swimming!!! Just like swimming, in fact, once you run and gain enough dream-momentum, and jump just right, you just keep going up! You don't come down! And then it's like the sky is your sea; I even moved my arms like the butterfly stroke sort of way and moved my legs, and it worked great! I did it wrong once and started falling a bit, but oh! And then you can even hover if you want. When you fly you are sort of horizontal, your belly to the ground, but to hover you move into an upright poisition like standing. It was so amazing, and it felt so real. I didn't know why or how it worked, but it did. My heart still races with the thought of flying, combined with that amazing view of West Shore road, at night, from the clouds. Oh gosh. So after trying to fly with that magazine acting like a stubborn parachute, and flying all day, I was very tired. I floated down to the ground and decided to walk. I admit it felt weird at first, to walk on the ground again. I was wlaking along through a New York-like crowd (people everywhere around me) when I saw a couple of boys very close, like they were together. My mind instantly thought of Dan, but remembered that he was far away at this point in time. I kept walking, just tired and wanting to be home. When I heard Dan's voice. He was just talking and laughing like he normally did, but I knew it was him instantly. I looked over and saw, sure enough, Dan was walking and laughing with Jessie, toward a wall with benches, Scott just behind them. I gasped again and ran towards them. "Dan!" I cried, and gave him a hug. He told me he missed me too and everything, and I want now to know how/why he came back, but in that moment I didn't care. He asked if I had nightmares (dreams, he meant) of him gone or if it hurt me or whatever, and I said yes, you are one of my best friends... I looked at his face, touched his hands, I was just so glad he was there. For some reason, all of his features looked smaller, prettier, smoother; like his nose and and fingers. I don't know. For some reason Steve was there, being a bump on a log off to the side. I dont care. I didnt care. I just sat there with Dan and Jessie and was very happy. I told Dan "I have something to tell you." He looked at me, "What?"... I said, "Later." I wanted to tell him I could fly. I asked if Louie were here, too. He said he didn't know, and kind of looked off to the distance. And that's where I actually woke up... But still. SUCH an amazing dream. Not only the way it looked, to see the beautiful city at night, or the way it heard, to hear dan's voice talk to me again, but the way it felt. Felt. Inside of me. To know I was flying. To give those little kids happiness. To be with Victor. To be in the air. It was all the same burst and lingering feeling of amazement, even inside of the dream. I was it were real, but at the same time I am satisfied, from how real it felt. I had limitations. I couldn't lift that little boy in the air with me, being so new at this flying thing. I was embarrassed and ashamed many times before I could FLY. The stressed mother couldn't see me. It took me many many tries and alot of hard work to actually get in the air. I got tired at the end of the day. The magazine's shape held me from flying well. It was an amazing dream, even as I dreamt it. IMD

Posted on: 2016-05-19 by Aldo

Hi,this is my dream "i was walking in somekind of a village,and i saw a corpse and he actually was moving,and in a min.he was revival by some kind of a green creature,and then they become the same thing,after that they turn over me and say"thank you shiva"and i think i did that miracle through that green creature and i was smiling to him, in that moment the people started to stare at me and worship me,and i was somekind embarrassed.Without knowing how,I started fighting with a giant 3-4m tall, he was with long black hair and black beard.I get the feeling that he is the "GOD"of muslims thay worship him".I dont know how the fight and,because i wake up in that moment.I tryed my best to tell my dream in english, i hope someone have a interpretetion for this dream.

Posted on: 2011-08-30 by fangmoonstone

Last night I dreamt that I was visiting my friend Dan, at his house, but it was like part hospital. He apparently was hurt or had a disease or something, and in a room the doctor had him on a bed and had to inject something in his butt. o.0 I was in the next room, But Dan had his arms stretched and apparently he could reach through walls. I saw his wrists and hands going through the wall, so close I could touch them, and as they gave him the shot, he clenched his fists but didn't make a sound. I was worried. Then I was outside his house, at a picnic table, when me and other friends had some sort of party planned for him...? I was dancing with my friend Raymond, and he kept like holding my hand and waist, and I had a long wig. Idk. Then Dan came out, and we performed a song for him and stuff, then I hugged Dan as he was covereed in a hospital blanket, and it was all okay. Oh and something about a little toddler boy crying. IMD

Posted on: 2013-06-13 by Guest

I jad a dream thay i fell on love with bruce lee except he was emo ... he had the side bangs like emo guys but his hair was neon orange ..... anyways apperrantly there was a war going on and we fell i love and then we kissed but he said "ur lips are damaged" so then the next day(not a dream) i was in a bakery then i went on a walk around in the city with my gurlies and i told them about the dream and i saw him walking down the street and we looked at eachother and we both reckognized each other (we never met before) so then we kissed and now he is my boyfriend!

Posted on: 2012-06-29 by Guest

I had a dream that I was on the beach with this girl named Ashley. She's a year older than me, and we've never really talked or hung out. We were best friends in my dream and we were taking pictures together while we waited for a photo shoot. It was my turn at the photo shoot and when I got back Ashley was really pissed at me. She wouldn't look at me or talk to me and she looked pretty upset. I grabbed my things and we had to ride a charter bus back to our hometown. I started walking to our bus alone and then ended up in a parking lot at a school. I don't know why, but for some reason I needed to go pick up my suitcase. I went into the school, found my suitcase, and then started to find my way out. I walked down a couple hallways and then found the door. For some reason there were police and security guards blocking the door. There were maybe 20 other people trying to get out. I knew I needed to get out of the school fast or I would miss my charter bus ride home. So I swiveled through the people, suitcase rolling behind me, when by accident I ran into a black lady in my rush to get out. She knocked me into a fat women and I didn't know what to do but say "sorry" over and over again. I backed up and the lady and the women stepped towards me as if they were going to beat me up. Before I knew it there was a circle of women surrounding me. Right before they were about to beat me to death a nice white women with blonde hair broke up the fight. I gathered my suitcase and swiftly walked towards the exit. A police officer stopped me. "What do you think you're doing?" "I need to go. I have a bus and if I don't hurry, it'll leave without me!" "Mhmm,sure." "Look! Those kids are from my school! I promise." It was Ashley and two other kids. They were walking towards me. "I need to see identification." I showered her a tag on my suitcase that had the name of my school on it. Ashley and the other kids were wearing t-shirts with our school name on it. The police officer still didn't believe me though. I really needed to get out of there. The police officer asked to go through my bag and I agreed. Whatever would convince her. "I really need to go catch my bus!" "that's what they all say." The police officer took her time going through my bag and my identification papers. When I looked back over for Ashley, she was gone. THEN I WOKE UP.

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Can you hear me OK?

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Stolen credit card

Posted on: 2015-05-29 by Guest

Another service?

Posted on: 2013-11-15 by Guest

I have my own business

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Where are you from?

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

I do some voluntary work

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

I'm in my first year at university

Posted on: 2014-08-25 by Guest

Sorry, you must have the wrong number

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

I'd like to send this parcel to