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: 2013-03-16 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: 2015-03-07 by colletttii

Last night i dreamt i was at a underground rave and i wanted to go outsidefor more fun, iasked someone to come with me butthey looked scared and said 'no i dont want to go outside' and i sed 'ha ok then' but i really needed a wee an then a stranger said come wit me i dont want to go on my own so we went tothe toilet but the que was so long i said sorry i have to go... i went outside as i turnt around EVERYONE turnt into zombies iwas soooo scared, but they were coming at me so slow then a big green furry friendly monster come alon to help me and was showing me a way out dragging me along over bridges a zombie come runing at me i thought he was gonna catch me i was so scared of the thought of him gtting me but the green monster hit him and pushed him away and sed fuck off and thats all i remember IMD

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

I'm doing a phd in chemistry



Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

It's funny goodluck

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

On another call

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Do you have any exams coming up?



Posted on: 2012-02-13 by Jade

Last night I was wearing some sort of work/waitress uniform. I was listening to peoples voices mournful no doubt it was exactly like the after party of a funeral. Stepped through a few doors(1 revolving door, 1 blue pivot type door, and the last 1 had an unlocked latch) heading to deliver someones order and nobody I knew was there. Everybody had light skin, Wearing suits which was odd... Even though the hallways beyond the doors were more like roads, People still managed to bump me, causing me to stumble about and panic over what might be spilled or dropped. I said excuse me to squeeze by the crowded exit and this woman gave me the most unexpresional look i`ve ever seen. It was like no soul x human occupied her body. She whimpered and then snapped at me when I repeated the two words, (whatever she said I knew it couldn't have been pleasant because even when I woke up her sharp voice rang in my head sounding like some sort of scratched record). Looking for another way through the door I ended back to the 3 unique doors as before and stepped through again. This time I was on the second floor. Peeking down I called for that woman and she glared up at me, Moving in a threatning way I bolted looking for another way to the room I needed to go. Finally I came upon it, stepped through to see an older man, 30-40 years old (hard to say) He bows to me and tells me to set the tray down somewhere and I do. He tells me to pour some sugar water into the cup from the teapot I`ve been carrying. Did as I was told and dropped the cup Not purposely but i tripped over a feathery string, I was feeling petrified because my heart was pounding, I felt the string loosen and glanced up to see him winding it up into his fingers. He was frowning until he caught my face, then he laughed. Right after that I heard somebodys voice calling me, I turn around and see my best gal drunk on the shoulders of a sober ex boyfriend. The older man I was with stepped to me taking my hand into his and kissed it. From the look on my ex's face he wasn`t pleased and the look on my gals face was shame. she hid behind him and dragged him out he took one look at me and followed her out, The rest of my dream It was me and the older guy, Him telling me to get him things from his study/library/living room as he tripped me using the strings. It seemed to last ages, Imd

Posted on: 2015-06-08 by Guest

What's your number?

Posted on: 2016-01-10 by Guest

So i don't really know what category this goes in it didn't really scare me as bad as nightmares but it didn't make me thrilled either to be having the dream... but i am a level 6 gymnast... and i was at a meet and i was doing vault and i was doing vault and i had landed on the edge of the resin mat whipping my head back and i also had broke my foot... and all i could remember was just sitting there crying and i was just so out of it...all i could remember was Challgren, Dubbelde, and Danny running towards and Danny having to move me up the mat because my head was just hanging off the side of the mat.... and i was just so scared and i couldn't breathe and it seemed like i was trying to make noise but i couldn't and all i could do was cry..

Posted on: 2015-10-30 by Guest

I had a dream about a unfamiliar face winning the rugby World Cup, celebrating then doing a back flip and smashing his head open on a wall and dying on the pitch. I'm unsure what this sort of dream means.

Posted on: 2015-06-08 by Guest

Could I ask who's calling?

Posted on: 2011-05-17 by AAR22

Last night, I had the most disgusting dream. For some unknown reason, I was eating raw ground beef as if it was a normal thing I did regularly. All of a sudden though, I noticed a ton of tiny maggots in the chunk of beef I had been eating. Even though they hadn’t been there when I took a bite before, I started freaking out and wanted to puke IMD.

Posted on: 2014-04-13 by Guest

Last night, I dreamed that I was sitting on the steps of a building with two girls. I was totally naked out on the street. The nobody else was naked. I had an erection. Nobody cared that I was naked or had an erection. The girls and I were good friends (never saw them in real life though). They sat next to me and started giving me little kisses on my cheeks. One of them put her hand on my erection just as another guy came up to talk to us. I woke up at that point.

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

I love this site

Posted on: 2012-07-05 by notalone

So I am a 17 year old girl and last night I had this very strange dream. I don't really remember all of it but some details have stuck. I remember laying in a bed with a girl I know, but I was a boy...Now as far as I know, I'm straight.So I don't really understand why I dreamt that. It got weird tho, because the friend of mine (the girl) started to tease me and well I started to get very turned on. Now right before we had intercourse I woke up.

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

perfect design thanks

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

How many weeks' holiday a year are there?

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

We used to work together

Posted on: 2017-08-14 by Coulterj

I had a dream where I was watching a live video in the chat and suddenly a lazer from nowhere shot at the moon and shot straight through it and I looked back at the stream chat and everyone was like "holy shit" "what was that" and "omg" suddenly you hear screaming from outside. And suddenly every thing is red like a sunset but you could tell it wasnt. After that ash came down kinda like radioactive ash. People were screaming. After that I just woke up. There is something wrong with my dream I need help I cant stop thinking about it either. This dream happened a day ago but it just feels weird does anyone know what it might be?

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

Cool site goodluck :)

Posted on: 2015-05-26 by Guest

What's the current interest rate for personal loans?

Posted on: 2014-05-29 by pillowcase

From white a distant, broad, extensive landscape starts forming. As the landscape becomes clearer I see two futuristic cities, one at each end of the landscape. Cities of tall skyscrapers, gigantic grey morbid buildings emmitting pollution. Inbetween the cities is a vast plain, dead grass but a tree in the middle. The view slowly moves towards the tree and I see two figures from either city are walking towards it as if to meet. Boy from the left city, girl from the right city both around 10 years old. The view changes into a close up of the boy - the same way a pokemon battle would be seen. The picture switches back and fourth every 3-5 seconds between the girl and the boy. They are communicating but without language. Both of their eyes suffer from severe strabismus. I start to feel inside me an ineluctable ending is going to happen, unsure as to wether the ending is serious or minor. The feeling inside is that of a tone of voice changing towards the end of a phonecall. The final ten minutes of a class as you're thinking of near future plans. The houses on the few streets that move past your periphal vision as you drive home to your house. The months up until a death. I am overwhelmed by this feeling but it suddenly ends as the view switches back to the panoramic landscape. They both turn round and start to walk back to their cities. The picture retreats back to the view it entered the landscape in but slightly further revealing the landscape is inside a moon/circle/sun. Blackness surrounds the moon/sun. As the sun comes into full view it starts to eclipse (black sun) It is floating in nothingness, no stars, no sound.

Posted on: 2014-12-17 by Guest

I walked forward through the darkened complex. What little light penetrated the building might have come from the moon, or it might have come from some light set far overhead, I couldn’t tell. I was too focused on the mission at hand to look up. Next to me and slightly behind was a man I didn’t know the name of, but I had the distinct impression I knew him well, and that we were friends. I can’t explain how I knew he was there, I never looked around, but somehow I just knew it instinctively, just as I knew that behind the both of us was a group of soldier I had brought along to aid in the hunt. I have the feeling there was another man there, one who commanded authority, but I’m not entirely sure. I never saw him, in any case. Not because I was trying to avoid seeing him, just that his path just never crossed my vision. Our clothes were dark and black to fit the surrounding hall. As we made our way up some stairs, we were greeted by a group of three females. I don’t remember much about two of them which stood to the right and left behind the third one, all I know is that they were some sort of escort. The one in front had a light green-ish dress and long blonde hair which hung at her back. Her face was proud and regal, entirely to the point of looking arrogant. This would have made her look quite unpleasant, if not for the decent attractiveness of her face. She greeted us, and told us the detail of the hunt. I wasn’t paying attention much, but somewhere in my heart I knew that the person we hunted was the sister of my friend. Despite the fact that I knew this, my heart was hardened toward the fact, and my personality at the time felt cold. I don’t remember much of the conversation that followed, but I do remember my friend pleading with me to take her in alive. I responded, saying “All right, we bring her in alive if possible.” I said it mostly to him, but I said it loud enough that the rest of our soldiers could hear. I can’t recall much of the hunt, either, but I can recall that I was a crack shot with sniper rifle I carried, bringing down every kill with one shot. I don’t know what we were killing, all I know was that they were humanoid in shape. After a certain amount of time searching, We came to a place where there was a large room and at the end of it were two stairways parallelling the wall coming in from opposite sides to a small balcony in the center of the far wall, where we could see a door inset. We went to the door and opened it to reveal a room with a table and chairs. The woman in the green dress entered along with my group to discuss how to further continue the hunt. As they talked, I noticed my friend leave the room, and a few moments later I followed him. I went out onto the balcony and leaned against the railing there, looking out into the barren room. I saw how the light fell on it and noticed the strange beauty it possessed. Presently though, I heard voices. I went to the edge of the balcony, right at the joint where it touched the stairs. Looking down, I saw my friend talking with someone I instinctively knew to be his sister. I’m not sure how I could tell, only being able to see the tops of their heads and their shoulders, but I knew. I knew that I was not supposed to kill her, and take her in, but didn’t care at the moment. All I had was cold instinct telling me what to do. I readied my rifle and shot down ward at her, but I missed. Me friend looked up and she ran toward a corner roughly ten feet from the edge of the stairs. I readied my rifle and shot again. I knew that I should have hit her directly in the back, but as she didn’t go down, I had no choice but to assume that I had missed. I called to the rest of my group, telling them that I had found her, and where. Reflecting on it, I now notice that I had been a man of few words, as I had not said many of the course of the whole hunt. In fact, I believe, until this point, I hadn’t said anything since I had said that we were to take my friend’s sister alive. as I was calling to my squad, I twisted and detached the barrel from my rifle, bringing it into automatic mode, and fired off a burst of shots at my quarry, hoping that if a precise shot would miss, a burst wouldn’t. However, she still refused to fall, making it to the corner and going around it. It was at this point I noticed a rather ethereal quality to her. I dropped my rifle and ran after her, withdrawing a revolver as I did so. It was a large revolver, with the chambers looking like they were for bullets the size that would fit a sniper’s rifle anyway, but I wasn’t noticing this during the hunt. This was my weapon and I was quite familiar with it. I pulled it from it’s holster and raced around the corner. As I saw her running I shot with the revolver over and over until the round was empty, knowing that every one of those shots should have hit her. I wasn’t running after her, I was just walking at a decent pace,

Posted on: 2015-05-27 by Guest

How long have you lived here?