I keep having these weird dreams about this guy I'm really into. It starts out with him eating me out and we end up having all kinds of crazy hot sex.. I shouldn't be into him but I am. What does this mean??
I was at my church and I didn't know anyone that was there. It seemed to be medieval times and there was a man there named Mohinder. I immediately became friends with him and he became like a father to me, except that he was no older then 30. I ran around in circles around my church, leaping over hedges and being wild and crazy, then I cam inside a gave him a hug. I remember everything clearly. The musty smell of her shirt and the fresh clean scent of his cologne, the rough feeling of the material, and how strong and yet gentile that his arms felt when they wrapped around me, and the rumble of his chest when he spoke, asking me what I had being doing… I can even hear his soft heartbeat and feel his chin on my head
One day there was a commotion at the lake outside the building. Everyone was confused and didn't know what was in the lake. I looked in and saw that it was a giant fist, I could see the ripples around the lake. One fat boy fell in and was eaten. I was scared, but then I felt Mohinder's arms around me and I was comforted. He was holding me on the shore, making sure I didn't fall in. But as the people around us started to panic, it felt like he was holding me tighter and i felt like I might fall. I broke away and ran quickly to my room, ignoring him when he called me back. I stayed in my room for hours until he came and knocked on my door. He explained that he was holding me tighter because he was afraid that the people might start to push us. and it felt like we were falling because I was panicking. I apologized and we continued with life.
A while later I was in a pretty white flowered dress, sitting on two rocks that were call the keys. (The locks the the big pile of rocks with two holes in them, and they keys were the little piles that looked at if they would fit into the holes.) I was sitting and drawing and he told me I looked beautiful sitting like that. I was embarrass and I tried to get down, but he told me not to move. “No!” He said. “Just be still… you are beautiful.”
It was a while later where knights came to our church. They wanted to go on a ride to check up on some villages where orcs were making trouble. Mohinder let me go with him and the knights, but some of the others were doubtful that I could be of much help and they didn't want me to come. I went anyways. ON the way there, I fell behind and was kidnapped by some slave traders. They traded me to a man who needed help with his merchants cart. I was ordered to be silent, or I would die.
Mohinder came and was buying something from the merchant when he saw me, he was startled and tears came into his eyes. But he whispered. “You are beautiful.” even though I was in rags. Then he drew his sword and saved me. I think woke up.
Father was not a good parent. He did lots of bad things to me during childhoodiinto adulthood. Had lots of scary dreams from it. He has passed away years ago, but yet I have scary or crazy dreams about him attacking me
One of my dogs had been killed. then another one of my dogs had a deep cut in her poor and it wouldn't stop bleeding she was going to die, I tried to stop the bleeding but it didn't work. all I could feel was guilt and regret when I cant recall actually being responsible. a lady who is pretty and was wearing nice clothes and brown hair like mine was bragging about her designer purse and I went crazy I had turned into a psychopath and I picked up a guarded fork screaming. the wired thing is so did she and she was going to stab me first but I beat her to it and she died. I felt terrible like a new person.
Two of my dogs had died. one of my dogs was bleeding under her poor and it wouldn't stop bleeding, she was going to die. I tried to stop the bleeding of my dogs paw to stop her from dying but it didn't work. I was sitting at my window feeling guilty for the death of my dogs, regretting doing something. also my dad was disappointed in me but I don't know why because I didn't do it, I don't think I did it. suddenly a women comes over and she kind of looks like an older version of me but wearing designer clothes and being all pretty. I don't even know this lady I have never seen her before in my life, she starts bragging about a designer purse she has. then I just went crazy, I had turned into a psychopath and then picked up a garden fork screaming ready to stab her, weirdly she did the exacted same thing, she went to go stab me but I got her first. I wasn't me anymore
A jar full of a liquid that is eaten with food in which is generally within my culture was in the classroom. Us asians, with a guy who I never talk to anymore and another who I talked to for two days and had a lot of fun, were excited about it. The whole class laughed when I said out loud that the jar was labeled instant cock. Suddenly I was washing dishes in front of the class, carefully explaining how washing dishes was similar to life. As I came across a large amount of dishes in my way, I felt overwhelmed. Then, I was teleported to a table. Tony was sitting behind me. I said to myself
"You have her, and you'll kill him." I started bawling and crying like crazy. Tony comforted me, rubbing my back as an attempt that was obviously in vain. He tried so hard to make me feel better as I was in his arms.When I stopped crying, he looked at my face, but I looked away. I woke up.
In my dream I am observing myself at from a third person view. During my spectating I digress then progress as I go from being an elderly man in the future slowly trekking through my grand estate that is flooded with advanced technology. Next I turn into middle aged me running the chicago marathon. Thirdly I am in my early to mid 20’s and screaming and shouting as it appears I made some sort of discovery, then going out to celebrate at a party with many many friends and crazy college kids. Then it goes to infant me who is crawling at a brisk pace with a black nothingness background. Finally I see myself as a high school student and as I see myself walking away from school, I become no longer a spectator but a participant in the dream. I keep walking but now am headed to school. On my way there I am confronted by a man dressed in all black and smells so bad you can see it and he tries to rob me, but I fend him off and kill him. All of a sudden I am in a full out sprint towards school, and when I get there everybody is in the cafeteria yelling and crying. In attempt to get inside I discover that the doors are locked and I go to investigate why so. During my search I feel rumbling beneath my feet as a diverse herd of both rhinoceros and elephants stampede over the west field. As soon as I feel this I make a reroute for the herd that steers them away from campus except for one rhino and one elephant. After this scare there is another, as a bunch of angry assassins come towards our school. Headed straight for the cafeteria I think about going in but instead run to the schools medieval arsenal of bows, arrows, swords, and throwing knives. I grab as much as I and my recently obtained backpack, and head to the roof of the dining hall. I try to pick them off one by one at first with the arrows lighting some on fire and some not, but there are still twenty left as the cross over the road to the dining hall patio area. After doing so I grab my backpack and jump into a tree off the roof shooting four more guys with my green arrows. Then I create a mist of throwing knives as they begin to shoot at me. The knives got six more. With ten left I scampered out of the tree with five arrows penetrating my flesh from all over. I sprint to the rhino and elephant who are chilling near the basketball court to recover and get a drink of water. After doing so I go back to find the ten assassins had broken into the dining hall and had killed five teachers and holding everyone else hostage. I snuck in and acted as a student knowing they couldn’t have recognized me since I wasn’t wearing the hood or mask anymore. As I sat there pretending to share the fear and emotions of every other student, I selectively told people things were going to be alright and told a group of friends to go to a specific table towards the back corner. Then the assassins begin to threaten and attack students and teachers alike so I attempted to defend myself and others. In doing so I got shot two more times but took down six more guys. There was still four left. The four most deadly. Then there were sirens in the distant background, but it made the whole dining hall flash blue and red a couple times. Following this I realized the body count the assassins had totaled and instead of defending I attacked first. Surprised by my ability to dodge their arrows and attacks I punched one and kicked another. After this they all four focused on me as student after student escaped. During this confusion one of the assassins shot a student trying to escape and the twenty remaining stood still--frozen. Seeing it was a friend, I became angry, really really really angry. It felt like I was exploding with fire and then I started moving really fast. I defended against three more. Yet the anger didn’t subside and as I finally knocked the last guy onto the ground I stood calmed by the victory. With my anger subsided I stopped and then went over to the twenty remaining people who seemed to be heavily populated with attractive females and I carried them one by one out of the dining hall to safety. Afterwards, I avoided the cops and then rode away on a T-Rex with the rhino and elephant closely following carrying the girls to safety. Then I appeared upstairs in my house but it was black and the only thing I could move towards was the set of stairs that looked like they had no bottom. To satisfy my curiosity I jumped and then there was an explosion of white light and I woke up.
I dreamed my daughter and I were sitting in the car waiting on my exhusband whom had just gotten into an agruement with someone. Anywho, another individual with an enormous gun walked over and began shooting us, I wasn't shot but he tried, my daughter on the other hand was.not sure of outcome because I was so scared I forced myself to wake up. Crazy thing is my other daughter was dreaming that this same daughter was expecting!
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I broke up with my boyfriend in February. I was crazy about him but he ended up getting mixed up in some bad things and went to prison. ( I had no idea what he was doing illegally behind my back, when I found out I was dumbfounded)
My dream starts at my house. My ex comes home. I am so happy to see him. we are all over each other. We go out side and run around with a bunch of people (play tag basically). When we get inside we go to my room. I remember about how he was gone and how he stole a car.. I want to ask him why he did that but I get nervous and he starts bleeding out of his mouth and ears ( it looks like he was bleeding internally). I wake up before I can ask him
So I was sound asleep & guess what? I had a crazy dream. I just can't sleep & im tired of it. In my dream, I'm sleeping in the bedroom. I hear noises & our door by the bedroom was closed. I knew I didn't close it, so I got my glasses & went to look. I barely opened it but there were 3 people. 2 guys & 1 girl. 1 guy said he got in because the side door wasn't locked. They asked if I was still asleep. So I had to run back & lay down & act like I didn't get up. Then the other 2 left & the guy finally decided to leave. & it was 7:15 someone came in the bedroom. I kept opening & closing my eyes quickly to try to see who it was. It looked like Nick but he was at work. Then it ended up being him & he said something about his life just got saved & he was gonna tell me something about my dad. & idk. But then it sounded like our actual door was opening & closing so I woke up. But I wasn't shaking scared like last time when I woke up because I'm like it could have been part of my dream. But still I had to see if someone was here & I doubt I'll be able to go back to sleep.
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