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i had a horrible dream, that my girlfriend was a prostitute and my dad died :(



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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: 2015-04-26 by Guest

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Posted on: 2014-08-28 by Guest

What I'm about to talk about is something that I'm a little hesitant to mention. I've kept it to myself, mostly, for the past few years and haven't spoken much about it to anyone. But, I've thought about it many times and lately almost every day. I don't know how to discuss it without it sounding a little crazy, so I guess the best way is to just tell every thing about it word for word. I'll be as honest as I can and try not to leave anything out. Here we go.... Back in 2011, I had a recurring dream every night for a few weeks. The best way I can describe it is by saying that, basically, I was on a beach chasing a girl I knew, but couldn't see. Let me explain. It was me, well, at least I thought it was me. It felt like me. I was chasing a girl on a beach. A girl that, apparently from what the dream was implying, I was deeply in love with. So much so that I'm not even sure there's words to describe such a feeling. Definitely nothing I've ever felt in my real life, while awake. Anyway, back to me. Like I said, it felt like me, but it didn't look like me. I was, physically, essentially a different person but I still felt like myself, if that makes sense. I was chasing this girl and I remember hearing lots of laughter. It was definitely a happy time. Each night that I had this dream, I would get closer and closer to catching up with whoever this mysterious girl was. Let's talk more about her. All I got from the dream was that she was my "true love". I put those words in parenthesis because I don't feel those words can really apply to something like this. She was more than a girlfriend, more than a wife, etc. She just felt like more to me. I remember her being slightly taller than most girls, but not by much. She was really quite skinny, but not in an unhealthy way. Black hair. Long, flowing black hair. Her skin was smooth and had a slightly pale complexion. She was wearing a dress, but I'm not sure what color. Another thing I remember, is her spirit. She was adventurous, willing to fight, stand her ground. She was the type to stick with you and have your back no matter what, even if it meant facing death. The kind of girl that attracts me the most because I'm the exact same way. I'm not sure how I know all of this, but the best I can say is that it was only implied somehow through the dream. Now, like I said, each night I would get closer and closer to catching up with her, and the closer I got, the more real it felt. Finally, on the last night of having this recurring dream, I got close enough that I could have touched her. I remember her laughing, and then turning her head to look back at me. What I saw took me aback, and even in the dream, I remember stopping and just looking straight ahead. What I saw was this girl, this mysterious, beautiful girl that I supposedly knew, looking back at me... but she had no face. That's right. She didn't have a face. Where there should have been eyes, nose and a mouth, was only a white nothingness. That's where the dream ended. I still can't seem to understand what the dream meant. It felt so real and familiar that I sometimes wonder if it could have been a memory, and not a dream at all. But, if it was a memory, where have I lived that before? I know believing in reincarnation or "past lives" isn't something for everyone, but I don't think it can be ruled out. It was too surreal. It felt like a far away place and time, but even so, still very familiar to me, almost like I would wake up and be where I was in the dream. Perhaps, it's a vision from the future. Maybe I'm being told something good is coming my way, but that it won't be so obvious at first. What really chills me to think about is how much love and happiness I felt. So much so, that I don't think anyone in this life could replicate it. How familiar it all felt. I knew this girl. Yet, I didn't know her name and I couldn't see her face. I looked different too, like I said. If it hadn't been for how I felt, I wouldn't have recognized it as myself. To this day, I can still picture everything so clearly that a picture could be drawn up from my description alone, even down to the sand dunes and seagulls flying in the air. If anyone does read all of this, would you mind offering up opinions on what it could be? I can only gain so much insight looking at it from my own perspective. Also, has anyone else ever had dreams that were similar to this? Hopefully, in time, it will get clearer.



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Posted on: 2015-04-21 by Guest

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Posted on: 2012-03-28 by Guest

I find myself trying to seduce somebody that I know's 14 year old daughter. Mind you she is spectacularly hot! This is all taking place on a bed in the middle of my Mother's basement TV room. I'm cock blocked at every turn by people I work with and then at one point her dad. I give up and slide off the bed with a blanket to still cover my naked body and she hops off while removing her pants in one move. She's nervously re-positioning herself and I tell her to stop trying to watch the movie on the TV and come here. I embrace her in a wildly passionate kiss and move my left hand to her pussy. I'm having a hard time getting any penetration but she's completely into what I am doing. Suddenly right as I'm able to break her hymen and we're in the front seat of a car and I'm racing through the street of, what I can only assume is a European town, because the streets are narrow and cobblestone. The Feeling of fingering her is amazingly real, even though I'm concentrating on driving this car. BEST DREAM EVER! Hope I see her again soon.

Posted on: 2014-12-11 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

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Posted on: 2018-07-01 by Guest

I dreamed that I lived on residence at school. I was in a liberal class, the professor was talking about the wildest things massive structures that looked like a tanker ships hull sitting in a dry duck appears in the sky and I could understand nothing, its as if I’m underwater. I asked this girl what he was saying after almost every sentence. And I realized that people are handing in an assignment and I’m not even in a group. Oh no not this again, I said to myself, I gotta talk to the professor after class. When the class ends I waited in line to talk to the prof, bunch of kids are trying to suck up to the prof talking about none related stuff, and then it s my turn. The professor is a fat black guy with a not so fat head and black rimed glasses, he is in a comfy suit and had a whole cake on his desk. He talks fast. I said to him that I only recently joined him in his class and that missed out on the project E entirely. It was a lie, or maybe it wasn’t, you see after the first class I hardly ever showed up to his class. I was betting on him not remember seeing me at his first class. He started asking me obtuse questions about I don’t know what, so I tried to give him the answer I think most relevant. And then he started chugging vodka and I mean really chugging it, the bottle was upside down and he spilled a bunch on his suit. I was shocked but he kept asking me question so I kept answering. And then out of no where he offered me a slice of his cake, I was hesitant at first but then I had some and it was the best cake ive ever had. And then some graduate student showed up, they saw the prof chugging vodka and left. I said to him, waw this cake is really good, there is like alcohol in it. And out of no where again he gave me a pass on the project. So, I left the class room with a big slice of half eaten cake. What do I do with this cake I thought, and suddenly I remembered that I had a room at school and I was filled with joy and hope and all the warm feelings. yes! I have a place I can put all my junk! It took me awhile to find my way back to my room. The campus in my dream was a mix between my high school and my university. I walked down the university hall way into the high school stairs and upstairs to go back around. I tried my keys on a door I thought was mine, it opened but I realized that it was my friends room. So, I checked the map and I realized that I gotta walk back that way, no, that way. Eventually I found my door but it was oddly open, and I remember that I locked it this morning. Tentatively I pushed on the open door walked in and set the cake on a small desk. Yes this is my room all my stuff is here. I put my things down and decided to investigate. I walked to the toilet and was shocked to see a sweater and some socks in the sink, was my mother here I thought to myself? But that makes no sense, why would she randomly come to my dorm? Just as I’m in shock someone suddenly said oh so you’re my room mate. I turned around to instinctively answer but in the middle of my sentence I realized that she was on her phone, so mumbled some nothingness for the other half of what I was saying. Shocked again, no one told me that this is a double room, I looked closer and indeed there is another bed I somehow missed earlier. I went over to my cake while she was talking on the phone and immersed myself in disbelief. When she finished she said to me, hey wanna hear something funny? I turned around and saw her in the process of getting on my bed. And I’m like ok! And got on my bed as well. So, with me laying on my bed and she sitting on the other side, she started telling me a funny story and so I laughed, it was kind of funny, and she told me another one I laughed as well, but I don’t know why I laughed I hardly know what she was saying. And then in the midst of my chuckles I woke up.

Posted on: 2013-01-25 by Guest

I dreamed it was Christmas at my new in-laws'(created characters I have never met) house and we were watching a film without sound, so I decided we should start making up a story to go with the film. As we told the story, ornaments would fall off the tree, until the entire tree fell down. It broke my watch and I had to get a new one that wasn't as nice. I wondered why my half of the family wasn't there and I found out that my husband's new evil stepsister (created character that looked like my high school nemesis) had intentionally hidden wedding thank you notes and holiday invitations to my half of the family. I was so angry, but decided not to make anything of it, which pissed her off even more. --- I think part of it had to do with me constantly reminding my husband to write thank you notes for his side of the family and deciding yesterday to just let it be. I also just replaced my diamond watch for the 3rd time and bought a $10 watch to wear casually. Christmas also sucked this year, since my husband was in the hospital and we didn't get to spend time with family. I was so angry at the made up people when I woke up.

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

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Posted on: 2016-03-07 by Guest

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