Recent dreams containing bottle page 3

To see plenty bottles of beer in dream

To see plenty bottles of bear in dream

Bottle blue liquid

My alive father was walking my dead dog and smashed a liquor bottle cause he was deunk

Me and this boy from school were in the CSI and our cover was almost blown so we had to leave our homes and hid till be could find a safe spot to stay. So we went to Jacson's house to stay for the night. Well Jacson had some friends over and so we had to explain it to them too. Then some of Clarissa's friends came over. Clarissa is the girl next store. So they came over to hangout. So then we had to explain it to them too. They all promised they wouldn't tell anyone even if there life depended on it. Then things go crazy. Like truth or dare and spin the bottle crazy.

I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

I was in a classroom and and my 2 bullies and I had a watter bottle filled with black water and I threw it at my bullies and they both were washed with clean water but theu ran

I was standing by my brothers grave. This was in January. I was looking for my marker beside him. I looked at the end where his feet would be and saw a baby bottle full of milk. I turned away an looked again and saw 2 baby bottles 1was. Espy and 1 was full of milk. It woke me up.

My ex-crush started making out with me in the living room. An old lady was there watching us, so he got up and went into my room and waited for me! My parents cameand started talking to me, so my friend walks in and plays spin the bottle with the old lady and my parents. I get up and walk into my room and start making out with the ex-crush. He touches my back under my shirt and kisses me more. After a while he slips a note in my back pocket and says he’ll see me later. I take out the note

I’m sitting in the living room with my ex-crush and then he starts kissing me . I see a random old lady sitting in the corner and we call her grandma. The guy I was kissing gets up and goes to my room and says meet me there later. My parents show up and start playing spin the bottle with the old lady and my friend. I go into my room and my ex-crush starts making out with me and putting his hand under my shirt in the back! He slips a note in my back pocket and says he’ll see me later. He leaves and then I take out the note