Dream you had Last Night

So you ever wake up and remember your dream and as the day goes on you forget it? Sometimes i remember it fully like now. But anyways this is a place to document your dreams if you are so inclined to do so.

Dream: I was in what appeared to be some sort of prison or interrogation place, they kept asking me questioned and wanted me to tell them something, I don't know what they were asking but i apparently wasn't telling them, they put me in a room, they put on masks, and it seemed as if they were using fans and venting the oxygen out of the room and my throat became really sore and hard to breathe and then i woke up and my throat was killing me and sore (from my actual cold) weird huh ?

Paging RaymondAlginon.

I had a horrible dream on the weekend... like a where-do-we-hide-the-bodies dream. I woke up feeling so guilty!

i partly made this cause i knew he would post in here ha!

More more details!

um yeah mine was fucked up,its vague but i owned an old house with 2 caretakers, there had been some sort of murder or something as everyone was miserable, the house was haunted or something, i visited one day to find them hanging from the roof in the lounge room and behind the door in the kitchen.

....yeah

i had a really good one a few years back, i even had to write it down as soon as i woke up, its was that freaky, im going to dig that up

I beat the shit out of an asshole shark while shopping for faucets on Etsy. No, I'm not kidding.

...where's ray when you need him.

he's dreaming.

You know. . . they actually have been so mellow lately that I don't remember half of them.

When you call I come.

24/7 365!

ShadowDrgn dreams of me

How'd you know!

I had one the other day where it was me and Vivid and i was giving her a tour of Dallas from a city bus. Showed her where Robo Cop was filmed, Dealy Plaza, all the shops, sights and sounds of our fair town and she loved it. Our dogs even hung out together and got along perfectly

Wasn't last night...but I had a weird dream a couple night ago

Started off as a zombie apocalypse, but there was a decent amount of survivors, and I was part of a team (that my friends were part of) that would go around looking and saving people, and it slowly morphed into a video game setting action sequence with guns and aliens and robots. And we were just fighting them for no reason lol.

I'm good like that

to counter balance my fucked up dreams i did have one last week where i met a girl on here, we spent some time together and she liked me and we had fun, no idea who, all i remember was she was blonde and she liked taking pictures of me...
i know it was a dream because is real life that would never happen

My friend and I are going through a parking structure and I am in my old wheelchair. As we head through I spot this girl, tiny little thing like 5'2" at most. Blond hair, blue eyes and looks like a little surfer chick. I go over and ask her what she was up to. She tells me shes waiting for her flight. Turns out we are in an airport. She tells me shes headed home and shows me her tan lines, accidentally flashing me one of her tits. She then says her flight is in a few hours so she has time to kill. I tell her to hop on and she sits in my lap as I wheel around with my friend.

We head to some area around the parking structure where some people we know are hanging out next to three machines. They are all sitting around smoking in leather jackets like greasers. I don't recognize them but my friend does. The girl keeps talking to me about her tan lines and how she got sunburned, I keep paying attention cause she keeps flashing me. But here and there I tell her she should use lotion and that the burn is bad.

My friend sees cigarettes and a movie in the machine that he wants to buy, now the machine is nothing more than a shelf cause there is no glass blocking you from just taking what you want and it has no dollar or card slot, only a slot for coins. But my friend is complaining that he only has dollars not coins. The crowd of smokers tell him to just take it no one is around no one is looking and they should know better. But my friend won't do it.

The girl on my lap swings around to face me and starts going on about something I don't understand at all. My friend realizes he has enough for cigarettes in coins after searching his jackets pockets.

The dream shifts to my backyard, though it doesn't seem familiar to me at all, but I know its mine. The rear gate opens up to rocks on a coast with waves coming right up to them. I'm standing there with some guy that is telling me to put my Mom's old dog down. I tell him that he doesn't understand the dog. He might be old but he's not ready to go. The man says, the dog is violent, old and half crippled. While he's talking about it the dog is creeping through tall grass behind him. I tell him, he doesn't understand that the dog is a lot smarter than other dogs, he understands what you're saying. And he doesn't like it.

The dog walks up next to me and give the man a dirty look, then looks at me with one of his happy dog faces. The man vanishes and I walk the yard looking for dog shit to clean up.

I was walking down a dark alley smoking a cigarette. I begin passing a gas station and spot a semi. I tell the man driving "Good Afternoon" and he responds "Hey Sweetheart, do you want a ride?". I tell him "No, I'm not a prostitute,Have a nice day sweetheart." and continue my stroll. The semi comes forth and he runs me down. My body is split in two(horizontally of course). The man watches me crawl to my legs and says with a smirk "I bet you would like a ride now but I only need part of you" and then he took the lower half of my body and threw my upper half into the dumpster behind the gas station.

See. . . now THAT is a weird dream!

Even odder is that it's a recurring dream (>.<)

I was at my Dad's funeral, a military funeral even though my Dad is not in the military, and four guys that claim my Dad was the greatest hero ever start giving me shit. Because I don't have a great enjoyment or interest in violence. So they hound me as I leave the funeral, which seems to be in Venice or somewhere old world Italy for some reason, and continue to razz me about bullshit basically trying to pick a fight.

I ignore them for a long while, until one takes a swing at me. At that point I proceed to go all Jackie Chan on them. I tear off a small chain for one of their wallets and use it to manipulate their swings into each other. I kick one off a wall walkway and onto street level, I tie one up with the chain and crawl around dodging the other two until I swing into the air and kick them both over the wall into the dude already on the ground.

Once the fighting is done and they are all on the ground dusty and bitching, I walk off into a tunnel.

Dream then shifts to a sexual dream about an ex from way back. I just relived the time we went out shooting then came home and fucked like bunnies.

My dreams have been so strange lately.
I dream t that I was performing on a stage with a band that was supposed to be Sum41, I was to take over for Deryck who was my friend Brian because he had a wedding to go to. I was Avril [HISSSSSSS] and as I was changing after a song, one of the guys in the band was watching me so I flipped out and than a shirt went missing that some guy stole. As everyone went to the wedding I saw my former co-worker Gladys & my former bff Matt who was eavesdropping on our dialog about her baking cookies & a boy with the same name who had a thing for me.
Thats when I suddenly woke up because I thought someone was banging on my door

there was a book i read once, i think it was called the book of dreams or something but it was a collection of standard occurrences in dreams that everyone has, and it was seriously freaky how many people have similar things, certain things that always occur in everyone of your dreams.

for instance in most of my dreams i am always blind or cannot see properly, apparently it means i suffer from denial ....its so true

I was wandering in the desert wearing nothing but my combat boots, black bra, thigh highs ,a leopard mini skirt and a messenger bag. I keep walking until I see a road and when I get there I stick my thumb out to hitch a ride. A gorgeous man stops for me and says in a raspy voice "Hey darling, where you heading to?" I reply "Anywhere" and he tells me to hop in. I get in the car and it's freezing cos he has ac on plus his windows are tinted. So...I reach into my messenger bag and put on my Ramones band tee(guess I took it off cos it was too hot). We drive for what seems like hours in complete silence and when I attempt to break the awkward moment he smirks at me and asks if I'm scared. I say "Well...that's an odd question, where are you taking me anyway?" He stares in to my eyes and says "We're going to Vegas and you are gonna be my wife!" and my reply is "Um...you can have anyone you want so why me? You just met me." He tells me that he had been watching me all day in the desert and then a makeout session ensues.