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Fame, fortune, power, titties. People say these are the most crucial things in life, but you can have a pocket full o' gold and it doesn't mean sh*t if you don't have someone to share that gold with. Seems simple. Yet it's an important lesson to learn. Even lone wolves run in packs sometimes. Quote:
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I had a dream I crashed my car through a beast of a tree and through a house at 120mph. My car was mangled so I called my friend and he never answered so I called an ambulance...
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I had a horrible, horrible dream the other night, and haven't been able to get ample sleep as a result.
Basically, I was in the ocean standing on this rock jutting out of the water, and there was someone in the water who looked like they were drowning. I jumped in to save them, and when I hit the water, noticed they had a life jacket on. They kicked me and swam to the rock and climbed on, and the water started pulling me away from the rock. For some reason in the dream, I was wearing heavy boots, like army combat boots (no idea why) and they were really heavy and weighing me down. A wave crashed over me, knocking me underwater, and the boots were too heavy to get right back to the surface. So, I'm swimming as hard as I can up to the surface, and I can see it above me. I know that I'm going to make it to the top, but I am also (understandably) kind of shaken from being knocked under. I then realize that I'm not getting any closer to the surface because the damned boots are weighing me down, so I try to untie them...but I'm running out of air quickly, and they're not coming off. I look up again, and the surface is even farther away, so I know that I'm going to drown. I'm really scared for a minute, then all of the sudden, I'm completely okay with it. I know that it's inevitable, and I choose to embrace it. I breathe in a lungfull of water, and it hurts horribly. The corners of my vision are starting to disappear, and I feel myself passing out. Then, there's nothing. Not blackness. Not just passing out. I mean legitimately nothing. I'd died, and there was nothing at all. I woke up, completely freaked out and breathing really hard, covered in sweat. I was really disoriented because I felt like I'd just experienced death, and it was the most horrible, surreal, and uncomfortable sensation I've ever had in my life. So now I'm almost scared to go back to sleep - because I tend to have recurring dreams.
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Fame, fortune, power, titties. People say these are the most crucial things in life, but you can have a pocket full o' gold and it doesn't mean sh*t if you don't have someone to share that gold with. Seems simple. Yet it's an important lesson to learn. Even lone wolves run in packs sometimes. Quote:
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****, not sure if it's because I occasionally smoke weed to help me sleep, so I basically go to sleep high. On some of those nights, I have the craziest dreams. What I can recall from some of them:
I was on the roof of a skyscraper, running from something. I was with a person, but I have no idea who. There was a bridge, with a clear floor, leading to another skyscraper roof. I cross the bridge and I am on the other building. The next thing that happened was the trippy part. I hear someone screaming, I turn back and I see someone in a panda suit running. He is being chased by two cops. The panda eventually trips, and the cops start hitting the guy with the sticks they have. I start screaming "hey" to try and get their attention. This is when I woke up, screaming the word "hey," and I started cracking up and went back to sleep. Second one I remeber, I was with two people. One of them riding a bike, one riding a scooter, and I was riding a shopping cart. I had just left a family members house, which is weird because their house looked nothing like their house in real life. We then ride to the airport, where we are in the middle of the lane where the planes take off. I hear an engine, I turn around, and the two people I was with are gone. I turn back around and I see a motorcycle coming at me. I pull out a baseball bat and swing at the guys head and I kill him...dream ends there. Weird ass dreams I have, and the thing is that when I have these type of dreams, I am in full control, but when I wake up, for the rest of that day, I am just tired as ****. |
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I haven't had many dreams lately. I usually have them after I've been drinking a lot or smoking. I'll wake up and remember several dreams if I go to sleep drunk. The one night last year it was crazy. I was really messed up and it was like i was dreaming while still awake. And I kept seeing cash registers open and shut and a little bell ringing sound kept going off. It was like every 5 seconds a new cash register would open, then shut, and I was seeing money everywhere too. It was all happening so fast, it was crazy.
Used to have a lot of bad dreams. I was in a bad car accident in high school and my brother was seriously injured. And for the next like 3-4 years I'd say 2-3 a week I would have car accident dreams. It was always weird though cause the situations were always different. I'd always be in a car with seemingly random people I knew and one time it'd be going off a cliff, sometimes flying into the woods, sometimes into other cars, etc. Sometimes I'd wake up upon impact, and sometimes I'd be dreaming I was laying in the wreckage. Don't have those dreams anymore thank god. |
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Man I always have the weirdest most surreal dreams. A few months ago I had one that has really stuck with me:
In my dream me and my friends Tyler and Brandon had to babysit TJ, a very, very slightly mentally retarded(so slight that most thnk he is just immature for his age) 12 year old boy who goes to our school. For some reason the dream took place in my old house, with one difference: my parents room was one of those little mini-theaters rich people have in their houses. It had two big comfy black chairs, and was painted blue. TJ wanted to watch a scary movie in the theater room, but I wouldn't let him. He asked why and I accidentally blurted out, "Because you're retarded!". He got very mad, and started to cry. I went out of the theater room and into the kitchen where Tyler and Brandon were. This was the only time they were in the dream, and somehow they already knew what had happened. They were making fun of me for it, and this the point in the dream where I start getting bad vibes. I go back into the theater room, and TJ stomps out. I start watching TV. Later, he comes back in, followed by a troup of four four foot tall(not midgets, they had proper proportions, just shrunk) stick thin old(except one was fat) men. They were wearing suits and tops hats, and carrying canes. These were really creeping me out and made me want to wake up but I couldn't. Then, TJ went from being a dark haired 12 year old, to a screaming blonde 4 year old. He demanded I pick him up. I got very sinister vibes from this. He started crying and drooling all over me, purposely it seemed, like he wanted to make me sad. The old men started laughing at this, they thought it was hilarious. Then, TJ jumped down, and walks directly at my crotch. He looks at the old men, looks at my crotch with malicious intent and says, "I know what I'm gonna do!". I knew he was gonna bite my **** off, so I woke up before he could. |
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