Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

I'm on business

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Will I get paid for overtime?



Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

US dollars

Posted on: 2015-06-09 by Guest

I'm interested in



Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Do you know the address?

Posted on: 2015-06-07 by Guest

perfect design thanks

Posted on: 2014-12-10 by Guest

to have been walking with my family on a cloudy day. We were walking on an old road I remember walking by as a young child. A few moments later I took a quick peak to my left; I saw a bush with flowers blossoming out of it. I remember the grey tint of color everything in my surroundings had. This sort of filter amused me, but before a seconds passing, I found myself ahead of the others. This is where it gets strange, all four of my limbs pressed against the ground. I felt powerful, full of energy, and wild. So, I ran towards them on all fours, and when I got there I turned around and ran. As I was running I leaped over that sane bush. The height of the leap was significant, it felt to be at least six feet. After landing my body felt amazing. Everything was intensified, my stamina, pain resistance, my sex drive. It was almost indescribable. Again, I continued running on all fours but this time I felt entitled to go somewhere specific. It was the house I grew up in as a kid. I remember how I felt when I got there. The feeling of rage, paranoia, and adrenaline all kicked in. I felt somebody else's present, and they were not welcome. I searched the house with such instinctive drive that a thought crossed my mind, " What am I, a wolverine, werewolf, or a man?" I know it sounds cliche; none the less, it crossed my mind and I pondered on it. After that moment of silence I heard a noise outside. I looked outside of the window and saw the ground covered in snow, so I ran out there through the balcony. As I neared the end if my dream things got patchy, but I remember seeing myself getting knocked out unconscious by the intruder. I witnessed this as if I had switched bodies with someone else.



Posted on: 2015-05-26 by Guest

I study here

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

On another call

Posted on: 2015-06-07 by Guest

Who do you work for?

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

I support Manchester United

Posted on: 2016-04-10 by all_the_freaks

This was set in a dystopian world, where if you were over 60, had any birth defects, were mentally ill or physically unable to take care of yourself, you'd be killed. I was traveling around with my grandpa, dad and brother trying to hide my grandpa who was over 60. It was cold and we needed to hide, so we did at a bus stop (I know, genius). When the bus arrived, we had to state our name before getting on the bus, everyone was fine to go in, except me. They wouldn't accept my name 'Kyle'. Fed up with them, I told the guard the truth that I am a transguy and my birth name was Rachel (Which in fact is true). Suddenly, all the guards turned to me, set on killing me because being trans fell under the category of mentally ill. I started running, and luckily, I was super fast and smart with how I moved, because I didn't get caught for awhile. After running in the cold for a long time, I reached my school where I was taught to trust the guards, for they knew best. The teachers were supposed to be here for us youth, but I knew they'd turn me in. Luckily, one teacher without a face was able to divert their attention so I could be safe for longer. I don't remember how it ended, though somewhere I dreamed that my family was having Thanksgiving dinner.

Posted on: 2015-05-29 by Guest

I need to charge up my phone

Posted on: 2015-06-07 by Guest

Punk not dead

Posted on: 2015-05-25 by Guest

We're at university together

Posted on: 2015-07-24 by Guest

My dream opens like this....... Its my wedding I am walking towards pandapam(the stage) with my sister.. Then Poojari(pandit) started the rituals which we have to do in a wedding. Then I saw the groom coming and sitting in front me in the audience seats with his friends.... That was the first time I am seeing him. My sister is whispering that he cant see properly and he has so problem in his eyes and he is biochemist... Then pandit called my uncle(elder brother of my dad) to do kanyadanam. Some people went to bring him but they saw he is collapsed and lying on floor what happened no one knows. Then after giving some water he came in to senses and I ran from pandapam towards him after hearing this. Then I told him that I dont like the groom. He said its okay "you go and do the pooja I will bring another groom " I was literally shocked and I wake up from that.... I really want to know what it means.. I am 22 years old and my father died when i am at 6(age).

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

What do you do?

Posted on: 2018-05-07 by Guest

"there were 3 level of consciousness i was in the higher one everything is meant to be perfect but the world seemed out of order. cars were all automated and we all had a link to an orb in the sky, i was able to some how control a car with my voice first person in years to be able to do that so i made a plan to fly to the orb buy using a helicopter once i got there i hacked in and found out the only way i could fix the orb was my integrating my consciousness into the system to save the high level consciousness but as i did i noticed me in a pass life/consciousness in the orb he was old and in the corner of the room he was disturbed from the mask of society as i took over i became him i connected with everyone i was the orb and i told everyone it was all a lie there was only one consciousness and we were all one not needing of anything but that connection between us all." basic over view of my dream what could it mean

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Could I take your name and number, please?

Posted on: 2014-03-03 by Guest

I'm on a course at the moment

Posted on: 2015-11-03 by Guest

A muffled scream shattered the silence of night. I awoke, ready to challenge whatever villain had caused it. I instinctively contorted myself towards the window to find the source of the danger. The full moon's light illuminated the entire yard. In moments I scanned the backyard, illuminated by the full moon, from the corn fields on the left to the stairs that led up to our terrace, right next to my room. My eyes latched onto a figure just yards from the stairs. It moved, setting off the motion sensor activated lights. The figure was unveiled to be a man, disguised in a hideous clown mask. In one hand he clutched a large Bowie knife. He dragged along with him a panicked teenage girl, jamming the blade against her throat. Her face turned towards the window, pleading for help. The madman turned as well and let out a maniacal laugh that still makes its way through my mind. He had seen me. A primal fury took my body. The girl he held was my girlfriend. Nothing short of death would keep me from protecting her. My muscles tightened and I let out a shout to alert my family to the danger. Except only a small whisper could escape my throat. I grabbed my pocket knife from my dresser and dove from my bed towards the door. But my muscles would not hold my weight. I began to see double. I collapsed onto the hard wooden floor. I'd been drugged. I tried to fight it, or at least call for help, but I could do nothing. I passed out, my eyes still open. I awoke as the sunlight bore down upon my face through one of the four windows in my room. I stood up, feeling sore and weak. The memories of the night before slowly made their way back into my mind. I could barely tell whether they were real or part of a horrifying dream. I gradually made my way down the stairs, where I was met by my family, already done preparing breakfast. They were alive. I told them about what happened. My oldest sister asked, "Wait, you're talking about a dream, right?" I told her I didn't think so, but I couldn't tell. I'd woken up on the floor, far from my bed, but I'd done that before under normal conditions. There was only one way to know for sure. As breakfast ended, I put on my shoes, grabbed my knife, and made my way out back. Autumn had set in and leaves littered the yard. I was drawn towards the forest. I had only made it about twenty yards when I saw her. Her white shirt was drenched with blood, her throat cut deeply. Her hazel eyes had glossed over. Her face was still twisted with fear. I held her body close as tears poured down my face. I kissed her once on the cheek and and once on the lips, knowing it would be the last time. But my mourning did not go undisturbed. From behind a large oak, a set of large black boots appeared. The maniac's laughter pierced my ears and the glint of a blood-stained blade caught my eye. I ran madly, but I was not strong enough, not fast enough to escape him. The drug still had not worn off. He tackled me to the ground. I wrestled to keep the knife away from my body. I tried to take the offensive, parrying the arm that held the knife momentarily and reaching for my enemy's face. He forced my arm away before I could jab his eyes. But I managed to grab the mask. I tore the mask off and cast it aside. It was not a man at all. It was her. It seemed impossible, but I had no explanation, nor time to find one. I accepted the cold reality of the situation. My heart shattered, my will to live evaporated. I stopped fighting. I let the blade sink into my flesh. I let the world fade to black. I let myself die, for the reaper's touch offered the only escape from the sorrowful life before me.

Posted on: 2015-06-07 by Guest

I'd like to apply for this job

Posted on: 2011-06-29 by sleeplessinkc

Last night in my dream I was confronted by a good friend about what to do about his girlfriend. He told me he realized she was not Mrs. Right but Ms. Right Now. I remember giving him some advice on doing what makes him happy when he leaned over and kissed me IMD.

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

Have you read any good books lately?

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.