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Posted on: 2013-03-11 by NearlyDedicated

Last night I had the most emotionally-stressful dream ever. Firstoff, know that my friends and family describe me as a bit of a "lone wolf", and I've always been happy that way. A few months ago I got out of a relationship, and It didn't really affect me; I'm okay with being alone. But last night, I dreamt of a girl; a companion. I was happy. Really happpy. And when I woke up, I felt horrible. Here I was, back in this awful, souless world. So obviously, I think this dream symbolized a need for a companion. But how do I become less of a "lone wolf"? It's like, once your in, you can't get out.

Posted on: 2012-09-07 by Guest

In my dream last night, I was in sears with my mom,The Fine Bros, and Lia Marie Johnson and Alana Thompson(honey boo boo child) It was Lia's 10th birthday and it was a really pretty sears too. It was big with a high ceiling and there was pink and a cream color everywhere. There were so many pretty clothes and even beautiful sparkley dresses. There was a big pink runaway that you could model your clothes on and even a gigantic pink crystalchandelier. Lia modeled the dresses that she was going to get while I was hanging on a really high cardigan attached to a hanger that was close to the celingandstart

Posted on: 2013-01-12 by Guest

Ok so I'll just go ahead and admit I am a 13 year old girl in 7th grade. I'll also admit I am quite shy and don't have much to say most of the time, which is the reason why its so hard to get other people's attention and to listen to me. So when I had this dream (note, this is not the entire dream for I have already forgotten the first half of it) were everyone actually listened to me and obeyed my every command no matter how ridiculous... It felt great! I loved it! I was with my swim team and we were all swimming at the pool we normally did every practice and I kept telling them to do absurd things such as telling them to bark like a dog and childish things like that to amuse me. But then all of a sudden a friend of mine rose up against me and I believe tried to make me feel horrible like myself (kind of like what my bratty and idiotic older sister and younger brother does) but instead of being at a loss for words like I normally am when someone either talks or is being hostile to me I snapped and became a raving madwoman. I yelled at her in complete rage at how insignificant and useless she was as a swimmer and also as a person and general and all the other swimmers sided with me and laughed and gawked at her. I can still see how hurt she was as she got back in place with everyone else. And the thing is, I felt slightly horrible about it, but not as much as I felt pleased with myself. But deep down inside a small part of mer was hoping it was just a dream, for if it wasnt, everyone would have b hated me. And that's the part I remember most. Please, if you know or understand what this means please tell me I would greatly appreciate it.



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Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

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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: 2015-03-20 by Guest

I dreamt that I found a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. When I was fumbling with the lighter I came upon a man that was some sort of a crossover between young Leonardo Dicaprio and young Johnny Depp. He was smoking and pulled me aside which I took that he wanted me to join him. And so I did. I never smoked in real life but in that dream it had this relief sensation that made me want to smoke in real life. And so we smoked together and puffed smoke of O's. It was funny because it was my first time smoking and I did it better than him. He then came close to me and wanted me to pass the smoke to his mouth. When I did, I came closer to him and eventually kissed him. I could feel that both of our lips were dry but the dream made the scene so hot. This is kind of weird because first of all, I NEVER smoked in real life. Second, I have also NEVER kissed anyone in my whole life. But that dream. It was so amazing. It really makes me want to smoke and kiss someone after that. I could say that it was the most normal and wonderful dream I have ever had.

Posted on: 2014-02-14 by Infectionz

Dream started out in a old creeky house, it was about midnight and this ghost kept trying to talk to me felt like I knew who it was and I HAD to find it .. Not figuring out where it was it started to hurt me, as I walked to the attic trying to find where it's at I got punched in the arm I guess for being to slow.. As I was walking really slow looking at everything. It was pitch black and I have only my eyes with the slight sight, there was boxes and different junk, when it wasn't up there I walked threw the living room and kitchen the ghost I guess got pissed and threw me hard into the wall about 3 times.. I continued to try to find him not on the mid level, I head towards the basement.. Down the dark stairs I see a old lady walking towards the darker part.. As I got next to her the ghost hit her and her bone in her chest snapped and I tried to catch her and her bones broke.. She was dead.. I kept walking and seen a cat.. Black cat.. It was on a box just staring at me when I walked up I herd something talk.. I asked some questions and the cat would be forcefully nod yes or no, over time I guess the ghostly figure connected to me and started talking.. I remember talking to him for what felt like hours in my dream..somehow I asked who else it knew, why it was talking to me.. And it said I don't want to know it will scare me.. Or I won't be able to handle the truth.. Continuing to talk I can't really recall what it said but it was dark for hours and I was sitting In the middle of a black basement with no fear... And it faded off and stopped talking looking around and then I woke up feeling extremely tired.. But could not sleep for 4 hours..

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Posted on: 2014-07-10 by Guest

In my dream, 2 of my friends killed themselves. Zack hung himself on a tree while we were camping. But his spirit was there with us at the park. The park was wrapped in ropes that you were able to climb on. He was playing on them. And then I was particially in my body and in his mind and i knew he hung himself. Trevor was walking around, almost at the exit of a hotel just outside of the campground. Then I was him and he put the gun to his head, and pulled the trigger. There was a voice shouting "HE HIT THE WRONG PART!". But it was too late, he had died. Thinking of it afterwards, I believe this part was to show how he heard vocies sometimes, and that was one of them screaming. Then came a scene where Zack was sitting on a swing, looking down sadly. He was wearing a hoodie and you could see his hair hanging out of it. Then after that came a scene where me and Trevor were playing rock band together. He was just spacing out, looking sad too. For me, (i was playing drums) the drum notes came up too fast and the screen was like fuzzy. So I paused the game and ejected the disk. Realizing what I did, I looked behind me, and suddenly was next to him, and I said "Sorry". Trevor changed the direction of his gaze and said "It's okay.". It was very quiet, almost silent. I think my dream served to represent something was definitely wrong. But I already suspected both of them as being depressed and suicidal. I knew for a fact Trevor was. (I've changed these names btw) Also while I was half-dreaming, there came up a part where Trevor told a girl he was gonna buy a gun and blow his brains out. The girl seemed to scream and cry. That part I had seen a snippet and imagined it. So yeah... Really sad dreams over here. I think this was a symbolic dream.

Posted on: 2019-04-14 by tina crum

I don’t remember the start or end of this dream, but what I remember felt very realistic, as most of my dreams do. I lived in a pretty high end neighborhood. I don’t think the person I was in the dream was me but another person, although it kinda felt like my personality, our bodies were different. For what I can recall, I was riding a bike with a friend group. It was night and we were in my neighborhood. I don’t remember thinking it was high end, I just remember thinking it looked nice. The street lights paved the way for us along with the moonlight. It all looked like a movie set. We were heading home, or to my home. Tomorrow I would supposedly be going to a new school so they dropped me off to get some rest. Going in the home, it seemed unfamiliar but familiar; like going back to a place from childhood but it obviously changed causing unfamiliarity. School time. Usually my school dreams are a mash of all the schools I’ve been too or completely different. It was unlike all the other school dreams I’ve had. The halls were narrow and would go on forever and stairs appeared out of nowhere. I had a whole bunch of classes but one stood out; it was called Harvard class. Class groups would have to figure out a crime case with the available clues in the room, and just in the room, but my group somehow found an invisible barrier to a new clue area. It looked like a large mansion on the inside with small floors. Each floor was an style of housing until it got to the modern floor, which was at the bottom. It reminded me of the old house with the rose window in Part II of the OA, but it didn’t look like it; maybe it was just the feeling of it. We looked around the house for clues, but it seemed so real, like someone’s actual home. The other two in my group were off on their own narrative, which seemed like a cheesy romcom, so I stayed out of they’re way and looked for clues. I got to the bottom floor and there was a guy leaned over the kitchen counter, he seemed fake. I called the other two down to investigate. Suddenly a voice yelled at us from a back hall that lead to the entrance. We started to run like they were chasing us. We ran out that back door to a pool area and over the fence. It was my neighborhood. We had left the class and into my neighborhood. It was night again. We road on bikes in the same path as before, same lighting, and back to my house. It wasn’t like one of those awful replay dreams that some people have were a dream replays over and over while it feels like it’s playing over and over in the background, it was more like the idea of a loop. The same thing would happen every day just we got more into the case every time, except one day. We jumped the fence but this time it was daytime. The bikes we were riding on was now a long multi seated bike. I was driving people from a park to the neighborhood where their homes were. One girl and her mom seemed familiar. I was dropped into a conversation about a creator of our world and the problem with pinning down what we think they are and aren’t. It was me talking but I wasn’t thinking about that topic, I was think “how the ‘crease’ didn’t I get here?” That’s all I remember.

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Posted on: 2016-05-14 by Ghanshyaam

The last couple of days I has restless dreams. In certain areas of other dark worlds where worldly circumstances are worse, I was there cleaning toilets as nasty as the people who used them. And at the same time I was doing kindergarten for a couple of naughty kids who were hindering me to do my duties. Today I got the priveledge to be in an large eating house where the only person, the only girl I would know as mummy, sat in a chair and invited me to speed around in a similar chair of wheels. And I did. We were having joys shared while the most weirdest tasks have been accomplished by me. I never run away, but I suffer truly the most.And Mummy comes in different forms to reward me with a touch, her presence, her appreciation. Though it left my entire body today drained from energy. She was in a white dress sitting in her chair watching me with desiring eyes. And I knew she was my Home. Ghanshyaam

Posted on: 2015-02-20 by Guest

Last night, I had a continuation dream. First, a long time ago, I had a dream where Bizzaro Titan Nibor (the opposite of Robin from Teen Titans) went missing for about a week or so. Never (Raven's opposite) wasn't happy about this, and apparently she wouldn't stop talking about, like, the time she and Nibor rode a horse together, and other things to that effect. Now, last night, I wasn't even looking for Nibor, just wandering around some place, a school or someplace, and I came across Nibor! I will not tell Nevar in the dreams I have yet, because I want to surprise her, and make her cry tears of joy!

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

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