Recent dreams containing Roaches page 6

I keep having this reoccurring dream where this guy I was imitate with once in the past now he no longer wants anything to do with me well atleast he's pretending he doesn't want anything to do with me. & in the dream i'm with my current boyfriend on a trip and for some reason he's there too but in the dream he sees me and looks at me like hes mad that i am there with my boyfriend everytime he sees me with my current boyfriend . Later in the dream I was alone walking around andimmediately approaches meeh saying he missedmsed me and he needs more of my intimacy that he hasn't been able to stop thinking about me. And then we end up starting intercourse but I wake up before it's over with What does that mean

I keep having this reoccurring dream where this guy I was imitate with once in tha past now he no longer wants anything to do with me well atleast he's pretending he doesn't want anything to do with me. & in the dream i'm with my current boyfriend on a trip and for some reason he's there too but in the dream he sees me and looks at me crazy everytime he sees me with my current boyfriend . Later in the dream I was alone walking around and he immediately approaches meeh saying he missed me and he needs more of my intimacy that he hasn't been able to stop thinking about me. And then we end up starting intercourse but I wake up before it's over with What does that mean

Dreaming about big cockroaches

I dream of roaches

Cockroaches

A coyote approaches me, it's face is gentle, I scare it away, it always comes back.

Laughing uncontrollably with ex husband,as boyfriend approaches

I'm in the backyard on a blanket with an infant when three birds fly overhead. One approaches and is nearly 4 feet tall with a bloodied face. It becomes aggressive toward me so I kick at it until I kick the blankets off of our bed and my wife wakes me.

Cocroaches

I'm standing in a dead, yellow meadow. The outskirts if the five acre meadow are lined with healthy oak trees. A wind stirrs the trees, but I do not feel it. A faceless (not masked) man in blue jeans and a black turtle neck sweater approaches me with a handgun. At first it is an unassuming gesture, gun at his side. As he gets closer he takes aim. I begin to fear. The anxiety builds until he shoots me; fist in the stomach and then in the head. Instead of waking I float above us as he slices my body with a filet knife. I still feel the pain when I awake.