I have the strangest dreams sometimes ...
Last night ... my Grandmother was the superstar of an up and coming film abt the apocalypse, co-starring Sean Connery. She wasnt fat in the movie though, she was abt 150 pounds lighter. I was on the set of the movie .. and the security kept tryin to kick me off the set, telling me I wasnt "important enough" to be there. I tried to explain who I was ... "Im Ashlie 'So and So'! ASHLIE 'SO AND SO'!!!" but they just kept saying "Ashlie who? what? you dont exist, you dont even EXIST!!"
I left on my own .. or because I was forced, Im not sure .. but I was walking down the street of my old neighborhood in Port Richey Florida. The houses were all so old .. and broken. Some of them were on fire. I stopped and looked down at my feet .. and there was a newspaper with huge headlines reading "BIOCHEMICAL WARFARE DISEASE CREATED AND UNLEASHED UPON US!!" I read further to discover that this deadly disease was created by genius terrorists over in the middle east in retaliation of the film industry and American culture. People around me were being killed violently by this disease .. and it was spreading SUPER fast. Their faces were peeling off and their skin looked like it was melting ... much like the way it would appear in a salvidore dali painting, but much more gruesome. I had to get home.
I got home .. and my entire family was living there for some reason. We were all crowded in the attic (there was no attic in this house, but whatever) and my family just kept screaming "KILL YOUR CAT!!! FUCKING KILL HIM, HES GOT THE DISEASE!!!!!!!!" And .. I just couldnt do it. My cat looked so awful, half his face was coming off .. and there was no skin or fur left on his legs. Someone handed me a samurai sword .. and I raised it above my head with intentions of bringing it down on my cat ... and I just couldnt!!!
They immediately got mad, and threw both me and the cat inside a dark/damp closet. I knew at that point that I had also contracted the disease from my cat, but I wasnt afraid. I reached into my pocket and pulled out maybe a half pound of pure heroin, squeezed water from the damp towels laying around ... and injected enough into both of us to kill a small army. We spent our last few minutes cuddled up together, high as fuck, with our bodies falling apart .. slowwwwly dying.
Then I woke up. I thought it was real at first .. but I wasnt in florida, so that kinda tipped me off that it mighta been a dream, hehe.
I couldnt find my cat today .. and I almost started to FREAAK the fuck out, then I found him stuck in my dads closet. weird.
~whats some of your weirdest dreams ever?
~do u believe ppl can be psychic in their dreams?
~can u have orgasms in your sleep? (heheh .. i can!)
Last night ... my Grandmother was the superstar of an up and coming film abt the apocalypse, co-starring Sean Connery. She wasnt fat in the movie though, she was abt 150 pounds lighter. I was on the set of the movie .. and the security kept tryin to kick me off the set, telling me I wasnt "important enough" to be there. I tried to explain who I was ... "Im Ashlie 'So and So'! ASHLIE 'SO AND SO'!!!" but they just kept saying "Ashlie who? what? you dont exist, you dont even EXIST!!"
I left on my own .. or because I was forced, Im not sure .. but I was walking down the street of my old neighborhood in Port Richey Florida. The houses were all so old .. and broken. Some of them were on fire. I stopped and looked down at my feet .. and there was a newspaper with huge headlines reading "BIOCHEMICAL WARFARE DISEASE CREATED AND UNLEASHED UPON US!!" I read further to discover that this deadly disease was created by genius terrorists over in the middle east in retaliation of the film industry and American culture. People around me were being killed violently by this disease .. and it was spreading SUPER fast. Their faces were peeling off and their skin looked like it was melting ... much like the way it would appear in a salvidore dali painting, but much more gruesome. I had to get home.
I got home .. and my entire family was living there for some reason. We were all crowded in the attic (there was no attic in this house, but whatever) and my family just kept screaming "KILL YOUR CAT!!! FUCKING KILL HIM, HES GOT THE DISEASE!!!!!!!!" And .. I just couldnt do it. My cat looked so awful, half his face was coming off .. and there was no skin or fur left on his legs. Someone handed me a samurai sword .. and I raised it above my head with intentions of bringing it down on my cat ... and I just couldnt!!!
They immediately got mad, and threw both me and the cat inside a dark/damp closet. I knew at that point that I had also contracted the disease from my cat, but I wasnt afraid. I reached into my pocket and pulled out maybe a half pound of pure heroin, squeezed water from the damp towels laying around ... and injected enough into both of us to kill a small army. We spent our last few minutes cuddled up together, high as fuck, with our bodies falling apart .. slowwwwly dying.
Then I woke up. I thought it was real at first .. but I wasnt in florida, so that kinda tipped me off that it mighta been a dream, hehe.
I couldnt find my cat today .. and I almost started to FREAAK the fuck out, then I found him stuck in my dads closet. weird.
~whats some of your weirdest dreams ever?
~do u believe ppl can be psychic in their dreams?
~can u have orgasms in your sleep? (heheh .. i can!)
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I'm not a nuclear physicist because I hate science and math. I'm perfectly happy with my criminal justice degree.
Last night I just drempt these girls kept coming into my room and I got pissed off and jumped out of bed telling them to fuck off cause I was sleeping.... But they just laughed at me... Then I realized my pant where button up on the back seem, but only had three buttons and they were laughing at my ass hanging out..... And for some reason I had three tattoos of big gooey eyed kittys going up both of my calfs, and I was thinking "god, I know I like big eyed art, but those are kinda random.... And whyed I put them there??......
Hmmm, I hope this isn't another beginning to a weird dream explosian...
Dream orgasms are the best, They seem to last forever....... My boy Larry drives me crazy (though he swears it's not true) I swear to god I catch him getting himself off in his sleep almost every night...... (Wish he had that much energy for me....)