Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

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Posted on: 2017-04-24 by bobby89

Last night I had a dream. \"I wake up and find that my vision is perfect. I go over to the desk and put on my glasses only to find that with them on my vision is blurry. I take them off and realize I don\'t need them. I think to myself maybe I left my contacts in. I head to the bathroom and look at my right eye in the mirror. I see my eye in the mirror as I normally would awake. I see there are no contacts on I even touch my eye to make sure and say this is great I don\'t need glasses I can see perfectly.\"After scouring the internet I can\'t find much about this idea maybe you can help.A little about me at the moment. recently I went to an amusement park and for some rides I took off my glasses so I would not loose them. I don\'t think this is my mind telling me anything about not having good vision because I\'ve had glasses since I was 8. Also about 6 months ago I stopped buying contacts because I did not want to go through the hassle of going to the doc and then ordering contacts. What I\'m saying is I\'ve come to terms with the glasses I believe they are what makes me me. I don\'t really care what people think of my appearance, my glasses have never been an issue with me. I think dream has to be deeper.The past week I\'ve been chatting with a woman online and I think it has to do with this. I\'ve always been nerves about asking woman out (who isn\'t tho I have a lot of confidence so I try not to let it bug me when I get slammed with the \"No\") I messaged her if she wanted to meet up and saw that she read the message but never replied, its been 2 days. Let me point out I\'m very good with woman and conversation I always get complements on how real my conversations are and how I\'m good with keeping interest. other then those things life it good.... no worry\'s at work, or friends, or other stuff.I think the dream might be telling me that the message I sent was clear and the dream says I can see better; don\'t get caught up in \"if you screwed up the message because you didn\'t\". Sometimes it happen\'s. I only bring up this one incident because with other woman and dating I haven\'t really put as much time and effort in to my messages or didn\'t find them to be someone I would really want to spend time with, so getting a response back is great and I invest more into it then, but with this one instance I went full on from the beginning.Any ideas? be as broad or narrow as you want.

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

My battery's about to run out

Posted on: 2015-10-24 by AppleOfAppleness

As a kid I often dreamed that I was chased by a driverless vehicle (mostly big trucks or motorcycles) because I used to be and still am scared of the idea of being chased by a vehicle. Sometimes I was also chased by giants and the closer they were the louder a music that was playing got. I remember hiding behind a tree because there was a giant in my garden and just when I thought it was gone it came back :/

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

Which year are you in?



Posted on: 2018-08-03 by Katestewart007

dream,which about my future husband, someone show me man and told me " he is your future husband" he smile for me and I smile too , is it this dream true? ❤❤❤ p.s iknow that man,but I dont know women (which shown me man) than u so much

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-09-10 by Jnelsonj

I just had a fucked up dream so I'll start from the beginning. I'm walking down a street near a gas station. There's these three kids next to the gas station, I start talking to them. They are trying to start something, and then start implying they want to fight me. All I have in my wallet is ten dollars. I decided I can try to stand up for myself, until one pulls a gun. I threw my hands in front of me and tell them I give up. I give them my money and walk away unscathed. my dad is across the street for some reason and I get into his car. He takes me across the Windsor border into Detroit to this house where his three friends are. There are five of us, my dad, me, and the three guys. We go inside and sit on the couch and all is fine. All of a sudden one of the three grabs this steak knife and slits one of the other guys throat who was sitting next to me. Shocked, I grabbed the knife, I don't even know what to do. The murderer walks into the back room. I start to follow to the back room until I realize my dad and these two guys are trying to frame me for murder. I turned to my dad and said 'you're trying to frame me for murder?' 'They just want you to "go on the run" for a while. This guy they killed was a serial killer Josh we had to kill him.' I turn, scared, knowing I've touched the murder weapon, knowing it's on file at the border I've crossed, knowing the testimony of the two men and my own father saying it was me that they would get away with this. That I was fucked. I start to run away out of the house and down the street. They dont try to stop me. I've still got this murder weapon. I throw it on the ground and try to wipe off my prints. I didn't make it far away. I turn back around to go back, thinking I can somehow change their minds. When I get there one of the other men slip this thing into my hand. I stupidly grab it. He says 'how could you have this if you weren't here?' I wake up.

Posted on: 2017-10-07 by RUGIFABU

10/6/2017 Last night or today, I dreamt that I went with a group of people somewhere and we were assaulted. Told to get into a van...we compiled as they had guns. In one van we all packed in. We were all women. I was the last to get in and decided to closed the door tightly. However, little did I know that they were going to shoot us anyway. We could not see out but we were machine gunned repeatedly. Each shot of money just made me feel I was simply losing all my energy although none of it hurt at all. I seimply accepted there was nothing else I could do but let it be. I did not even bother to look at anyone else in the van as the shots were being fired. I knew simply that I was dying and the only feeling I had was that I was losing my ability to react. I felt weaker and weaker as each bullet penetrated my lower body and my stomach... I felt hot inside as though I was fainting. This feeling made me wake up and realize this was a dream. My heart was beating a mile a minute when I woke up and thought I wonder if that is how it feels to be shot repeatedly. I really thought I was dying. Wonder if I could die from these dreams.

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-05-26 by Guest

What's the current interest rate for personal loans?

Posted on: 2015-05-29 by Guest

Hold the line, please

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Where's the postbox?

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

I'll put her on

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Hold the line, please

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Posted on: 2015-06-08 by Guest

I'm doing an internship

Posted on: 2015-05-25 by Guest

We're at university together

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

I study here

Posted on: 2013-12-10 by Guest

Last night I dreamed that I was working in a huge facility, underground. In the beginning of the dream I find myself in what looks like an arctic simulation in an enormous room that is made to resemble the arctic. Blue skies and snow but i soon realize that the light is artificial. I am wearing a lab coat and walking a rather long route, quietly towards what looks like a white door. As I walk, I see a polar bear not far off. He looks as though he is in his natural habitat, but I soon see a man behind him in a lab coat also. The man appears to be monitoring the bear. I then, enter a room which has steel tables and counters. I see a man inside and complain to him that the bear was out too early this morning. I've no idea who he is, but everyone in this dream appears to be a lab technician with a white coat. I go into a steel cabinet and pull out a half bag of lettuce mixed with other greens and use a sink spray hose to fill the bag with water and cleanse the greens. I apparently am feeding some arctic rabbits. This appears to be my job to be part of some research facility. I don't seem to have enough food for them, so I tell the other technician I am going to get more. He nods and I leave the room. I now have some kind of skate board and I am rolling along a long corridor which is dark with a reddish color. I continue on and find another corridor eqyally long..this leads me to a lit area and just around the corner, I see stairs leading down to another level. Just as I turn the corner, I hear gunshots and I stop suddenly and see people running for the stairs....More gunfire rings out, so I turn back towards the darker tunnel. I can hear people screaming still and the gunfire is becoming more rampant. To my right are three doors. The first one is locked...the gun shots are now getting closer....The second door is open, so I go inside. As I enter I can see military looking people in black in the distance with weapons...and I see people laying on the ground around them. I quickly go in the room. It is all white, with a hospital bed, small table, and windows. It looks like a hospital room, very sterile. There are a set of steps leading down to a door but the door is locked. A window on the right has been painted shut and I cannot get it open. I look out the door and I can see a lawn and several buildings. I cannot escape so I crouch down at the bottom of the stairs and I listen for sounds

Posted on: 2017-10-15 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-07-30 by Guest

I had this dream last night. Beyonce sang into a bottle og vodka so a long metal stick growed out the bottle and to the roof. That wasn't so long because it was inside a bus. Then she got outside and it was like 20 meter long when she sang into the bottle again. So she named it "bitch-stick" and she slapped everyone with it. Then Ellen Degeneres stole it and slapped her ass while they ran all over the island of Crete... The end.

Posted on: 2015-05-29 by Guest

I sing in a choir