December 23, 2008
I had a dream once that my grandma, who I lived with at the time, was a lesbian and she was having lesbian sex in the back on a minivan and I was watching her and her partner.
I really just dream that someday, I won’t feel so worthless. It’s even carved into my arm…
I dreamt I was in a porta-pool, with a snorkel and goggles, happily drowning babies in there with me.
December 23, 2008
So, in my dream I was with him and his girlfriend. However, his gf was paying no attention to him, so me and him were just hanging out and having a good time. He later confessed to me that he was tired of dealing with her and trying to make things work when she treated him poorly. I told him to do what he thought would make him happy – dump her or keep trying. Then all of a sudden all three of us were in a golf cart, and he dropped me off at the entrance of where gf lives and he told me to wait. He came back without his gf and told me “I dumped her and she didn’t even care…” so I responded, “Well at least now you can have me.” After an exchange of smiles, we decided to date, and then I woke up.
The very next day, they broke up. They got back together the day after, though
December 20, 2008
i dreamed of you
setting beside me in your car
you were gently holding my hand and looking into my eyes
you were smiling
you promised me that you’d never leave me
you kissed my hand
you made me feel so safe
…i woke up
then you did things that made me not want to dream ever again
i hate dreams now
December 14, 2008
I dreamt that the birth of the universe was actually a game of pong with those blocks you gotta get rid of? That, but in reverse…
I’m in an elevator, tied to the ceiling and God (I somehow know it’s God) is poking me with a stick.
I dreamed i was floating under the ocean near the shore… and the waves never crashed directly on me… i was rolling along with the waves. it was extremely peaceful and i felt cleansed after this dream. i have it alot. i think it’s gods way of cradling me, when im upset.
Just as I almost finished typing my special and cherished dream, something erased the entire text.
Maybe my dream wasn’t meant to be shared.