I was putting on this event to give away cupcakes. It must have been some charity. My mother told me that my grandmother and grandfater (who both has passed away years ago) said not to give things away. Always charge something. Then I woke up
I am in a coffee shop or diner. It's very busy. My friend works there and I sit at the counter eating breakfast, and drinking coffee. It's early morning hours and dark outside, and snowing. All the waitresses have pony tails and aprons on. Surrounded by waitresses or women. My ex is eating breakfast with is friend, my friends husband. I'm nervous and fearful he will see me. I'm really scared to see him. My heart is breaking because I want to talk to him but I'm afraid. He see's me and I act like I don't see him. I turn away from him and talk to his friend Scott. My ex stands behind me trying to get my attention. He puts his chin on my shoulder because I have my back toward him. He comes up behind me and holds me very tight. I won't turn around. He talks to me. He asks me if I still love him. he tells me he misses me and thinks about me, and he says he loves me. I finally turn around and break down crying and put my face on his chest. He hugs me tight. I feel relief. I feel loved. He drops a bag but ignores it and continues to hold onto me not letting go. I stoop down to pick up the stuff and it's cakes, doughnuts, cheesecake, cookies, candy and he won't let go of me, his arm is still around me gripping me tight. I give him the stuff back and I finally tell him how much I miss him. He rejects me and tells me it's over and walks out the door, and I start crying. I chase after him and scream in a high voice how angry I am that he has left me there crying. He laughs at me. Some girl calls and I answer the telephone, her name is Diana, she asks my friend if I'm okay. We realize she is my ex's new girlfriend . I feel rejected, and ashamed. I feel I have no pride left. My boyfriend had bangs, his hair is brown and casually styled. Very relaxed. He's wearing a greyish blue sweatshirt and jeans. Hes carrying a white plastic bag full of sweets. He is shocked and happy to see me.
My two friends and I were at track practice and when our coach told us to go for a run we didn't want to, so we hid behind a tree. Behind the tree were pink and blue cupcakes so we began to eat all of them getting icing everywhere. When we heard the whistle to run back to our coach we threw the cupcakes in a random river with our mouths compleltly stuffed with cupcakes.
What do It mean by dreaming of cakes .....ie a person doin icings cake for me
I was on a train, again. I don’t know where it was going but it was going to take multiple days. They were giving free breakfast at the front of the train and we knew there wasn’t very much so we all rushed and pushed to the table before the pancakes ran out. I was just depending on being fast but I didn’t actually want to push anybody. So by the time people were out of the way there was just enough pancakes for my group. Light, fluffy, but crispy on the outside, covered in icing sugar. I brought them back. Then I went up again to get myself potatoes and eggs.
I was in Colorado with my friends Reagan Garret and Ava. Reagan ran out of the car and I gave her a big hug. ( she was wearing shorts.) Then Ava came and gave me a big hug in her ski jacket . Then I walked up the stairs with Ava and Garret . ( Garret on my right and Ava on my left.) I reached down to grab Ava's hand to help her up the stairs and the I accidentally grabbed Garret's hand and I said oh I like this hand better and then he laughed a bit. We walked hand and hand up the stairs to a breakfast full of fruit and pancakes . I looked at my other friend Alden across the counter and said she was lying . Garret was still next to me and then I got cream cheese on my face.
I had made 6 or 7 cakes but i could not figure out the occasion... also one of the cakes was a big white cake and i didn't know what kind it was, and i couldn't deside what peddistal to present it on but it was special?
I'm in a diner I have never been, it's huge, my ex boyfriend is eating there with his friend. His wife is a good friend of mine and she works there in the dream not in real life. It's early morning and dark and snowing outside. He tries to say hi to me and I ignore him and turn my back. He puts his chin on my shoulder and holds me close. I cry. I won't turn around. He drops a bag full of cakes cookies, and candy. I start to pick up the treats and hand them to him. The whole time he won't take his arm away from holding me. He's holding on. His hair is different. It's longer, with bangs, a little wavy. He's thinner than normal. He is loving and kind, telling me he still loves me. He gets me to say it back. Once I do he tells me it's over and rejects me. He leaves me there crying, and walks away smiling.
Seven years old and he was having a big dinner with his big family. They were welcoming him to the table and then serving him pancakes. Right before he was able to enjoy this great feast with everyone there was a loud gunshot
Rows of cakes
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