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: 2015-06-08 by Guest

I'm interested in



Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

I was born in Australia but grew up in England

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

Have you got a current driving licence?



Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

I'd like to send this parcel to

Posted on: 2016-01-23 by TheDreamer

I really wanted to share my dreams and that's also the reason why I made an account. Actually this happens to me often. Last night I was pretty irritated with my brother so I slept a little early than the usual. In my dream, I was laying on my bed, the weird thing is the same exact place as my past dream is which is the room that I am sleeping though I know that I am dreaming and the only thing that I thought is "oh, so I'm dreaming again". While I was laying on the bed I stared at the door going to veranda and was shocked when someone knocked on it, I went infront of it and the next I saw is my brother trying to open the door while smiling creepily. I closed my eyes for a second then open it again only seeing a man which 'I don't know who' is trying to open it again. I can't remember what he is saying and I hardly remember what he looked like but I got this familiar feeling that he is always the person who I dream about and that was always! He tried to open the door but I locked it, then I saw him grabbing a knife but more like something pointed stick then he stab the glass since the door is a glass I ran away and he is chasing me wherever I go. I decided to wake up and I felt relieve when I did. I tried to relax until I felt sleepy again. Again in my dream I saw him but unlike a while ago he, who is running behind me.... Now he is infront facing me as if he's telling me something. I closed my again and when I opened it I am again standing infront of the glass door with him on the outside looking at me and holding a pointed object he tried to open the door while me trying to close it. I stared at his face and I got this thought "I really know this guy" I know that he isn't someone I know from this real world but instead from my dream. I woke up feeling restless and wanting more sleep.

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

A packet of envelopes



Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

Jonny was here

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

I stay at home and look after the children

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

Thanks funny site

Posted on: 2016-10-15 by Guest

First, recently happening in my life, I just lost my best gal friend of 30+yrs to Cancer (Kyle)Also Iam taking steps to leave a BF because he is trouble. Here is the dream - I have been dreaming about Kyle for the last few nights. They are long dreams and have many parts. Mostly good, She and I are close and having a good time. However, it one part, She and I are in a Hotel of some nature near a jungle exhibition of some kind. We are both very daring. Appearing on the bed Kyle is laying (good health) there are four snakes, two of one kind and two of another. Neither of us are frightened. one of each kind come off the bed and crawl around my ankles up to my knees. I am not that frightened but I walk out of the room and into the lobby where the snake trainers are. I stay there relaxed as the trainer l trainer tells me, but I become inpatient and I begin to pull one by the head, it bites me and falls to the ground and dies. The other in fear crawls off me. I am told the bite will not kill me. I go back to the room were Kyle is to find out the same happened to her.

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

I've got a full-time job

Posted on: 2015-05-27 by Guest

A packet of envelopes

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

How much will it cost to send this letter to ?

Posted on: 2016-05-10 by Ghanshyaam

April 27, 2016 2:00 am Early this morning I got a vision of an eclypse complicated object in my supreme domain. I was a god, large, dark, alone, and friendly. And I slipped five major cards via destined cracks in the object. Maps of full performance and completions which means that the field is now prepared to consider another divine finishing task. And I was content. IMD Ghanshyaam

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: 2015-05-01 by Guest

Will I have to work shifts?

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

How many days will it take for the cheque to clear?

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Not available at the moment

Posted on: 2012-10-27 by InaneButterflies

Last night I don't know why I feel the need to ask this question, but I do.. My dream was that this girl (who my ex talks to a lot) posted a YouTube video on to his Facebook wall. The video was a lyric video of "cat power; sea of love" which was a song I was obsessed with while we were dating. We never said I love you to each other, since we only dated for about two months but I've known him for four years. I had always wanted to show him that song but never had the guts to do it. My dream was me looking at his Facebook profile and seeing that she had posted that. In the dream I was crying and freaking out, and when I woke up I was crying also. I am messed up.

Posted on: 2015-02-06 by Dreamflyer

I dreamt very early this morning of a woman named or called Phoenix. As if she had entered my dream. She was interested in my ability to fly. She wanted to learn, so I picked her up and we flew together. It was a short flight and I explained to her that if you are being pulled back, that those were negative emotions hindering you in your conscious life. We started slow and sure enough there was the pulling sensation that I had just explained to her. With her in my arms I spun around and we skyrocketed forward. She gasped with exhilaration. We landed on a building rooftop, as I have done so many times before in my dreams. As I looked over at her I could not help but notice how incredibly beautiful she was. Dark hair and tan skin. I woke up.

Posted on: 2015-04-05 by Guest

I had sex with Mrs. Puff.

Posted on: 2013-09-28 by ScoochShot

Last night - Me and my brother are in a parked bus on a street in India or somewhere like it when it is in civil war. It was calm for a moment, then suddenly we get caught in the middle of the firefight. The army, thinking our bus was full of rebels, turned the bus over, then one of the other passengers, whom I think I knew, distracts the oncoming soldiers to let us escape at her expense. My brother and I dodge between buildings trying to escape the shooting, when we see somebody trying to wave us to safety. We run after her, and she brings us to a little back office hidden in a building in the market place. She lets us in then locks it, hoping we can wait it out. My brother hides in a metal cabinet, but I cant fit in the other one, so I hide under a desk and pull the desk chair in close and try to cover the open space with a pillow. But the soldiers burst in and find me. The one who finds me is sadistic, and he shoots me in my left knee and digs the barrel of his gun into my wound. Then he orders two guys to haul me out - my brother managed to stay hidden. So the soldiers drag me out into some plaza, and a bunch of people are standing around a drained pool or something, and the soldiers toss me in it. They say I've committed crimes of conspiracy/treason (even though im just caught in the middle), and sentence me to death, but being the sadistic guy. He wants the people watching to show their faith to his cause but letting a civilian on his side kill me for the cause. The people flood into the drained pool, and there are maybe 3 volunteers to kill me. Suddednly, I make up this huge speech on the spot about what my death would really mean. I can't remember the whole thing, but I think the last line had something to do with "When you die, your body turns cold. And cold is used to preserve things. So what are you going to preserve with me?" Then I just smirk, and say 'Go for it.' As I walk up to one of the volunteers. (Who is now crying at my speech and apologizing for what she is doing) And she starts cutting my arm, letting me bleed out. Now it is just me and her in the pool, which for some reason has water in it now, and I'm just floating beneath the surface, watching my own blood dance in the water, and seeing all the faces above me watching me die. - IMD

Posted on: 2015-05-26 by Guest

I'm a partner in

Posted on: 2015-05-24 by Guest

About a year