posted by guest poster at 8:43 PM

posted by guest poster at 10:10 AM

posted by guest poster at 10:10 AM

i keep having dreams that i'm out with my mates and bf at some sort of show or fair cant make out what it is though or where we are im always sat somewhere when my boyfriend is stood at the bar with some of my mates who are all girls and are very close to me apart from one i dont trust because i no what she is like and when i turn around he's stood behind her cuddiling her with his hands on her legs then i seem him say to her she's watching stop it and i wake up every time as i run away and he chases me shouting things. in life say weekends we always go round there house and arguements will start my bf always goes of with this girl to calm her down or see whats wrong i caught them holding hands the other day which makes me think my dream is telling me something.
posted by guest poster at 6:43 AM

IN AN ACCIDENT???? NOT SURE WHAT HAPPENED, I WAS (BODY) LAYING AT THE SIDE OF THE ROAD,DYING,,,, HUSBAND YOUNG DAUGHTER (NOW 21) WAS THERE WE WERE WALKING DOWN THE ROAD TO GET HELP I KEPT ASKING MY HUSBAND IF I WAS THERE?? AM I HERE? AM I HERE? HE KEPT SAYING I WAS AND I WAS OK, WE GOT TO A PHONE AND SOMEONE WAS TRYING TO CALL BUT THE PHONE WOULDNT WORK FOR THEM, HE/SHE GAVE ME THE PHONE AND I TRYED TO CALL FOR HELP ON THE LINE WAS A FRIEND AND SHE WAS TALKING ALL ABOUT HER HEALTH I TRYED TO EXPLAN TO HER WHAT WAS GOING ON MY BODY IS DIEING BUT I AM OK? SHE WOULD NOT LISTEN AT THE SAME TIME A MALE FRIEND CAME ON AND SAID HE WOULD GET HELP THEN MY HUSBAND AND DAUGHTER AND I WAS BACK AT THE ACCIDENT? MY BODY WAS DYING YOU COULD SEE IT IN MY EYES ( AND YES I KNOW WHAT DEATH LOOKS LIKE I WORK WITH DYING PEOPLE) BUT I STILL KEPT ASKING MY HUSBAND IF I WAS THERE????? THE DREAM ENDED
posted by guest poster at 12:08 PM

in my dream i had been waiting to see some great band for quote some time when i finally got inside the venue everyone was seated in fold out metal chairs, like some type of AA meeting or ghetto Movie Theater. Everyone was in the back so they wouldn?t have to strain their necks. I was annoyed at that and sat on the front row so I could get up at stage even if it was by myself. When the opening band finally came out, I got up and started dancing, but the music was really soft and abrely audible. A bunch of people were up with me by the stage, but they were line dancing in mass like a soft?core mosh. I was appalled and yelling at everyone. Then I was smoking a cigarette and some guy was crowd-surfing the line dance, he burned me with his cigarette, so I burned him with mine, and accidentally dropped it on him. Then this girl that was holding him up pulled a knife on me. The crowd had pushed to the glass doors right of the stage, and in the light I noticed she had blood on her face. I brought this to her attention, but she said it was just freckles or acne. I was like okay, because that made no sense. I was fed up by the wimpy speakers and sat down on the front row, and started talking to this guy beside me about how soft the music was. He agreed, but didn?t seem to care. Then in the back, someone started blow-drying their hair. My friend came downstairs during intermission and wanted to leave in a lapse of judgment I agreed, and we drove home. When we got home, I realized that I wanted to see the main band i had paid for the ticket. So when we got back to the concert hall, we went inside the place, finding it was cleared out. I went outside which was kinda of a strange structure. The music hall was a tall ceiling building with large glass doors and windows that sat on top of this cement plateau. On all three sides of the slab were insanely dropping cement bleacher style steps. People were crowded all over them, so I ran across the slab, thinking it was the stage and down to the 7 or 8th step to watch. I couldn?t see anything down there because each step was at least 5 feet tall. On the next step in front to us there were these naked people cheering. Then a circus broke out on the cement slab above in front of the music hall. I was asking a couple of people if the band was on, or had been on earlier. The naked chick was an older British lady, and she thought that they hadn?t been on yet so I was relieved. A minute later the naked British lady announced to the crowd that she wasn?t crazy she was just trying to raise some spirit in the crowd. During all these conversations I was climbing back up the tall bleachers so I could see the mock-stage, where there were some stupid circus people jumping around. i really hate the circus.
posted by guest poster at 4:42 AM

in my dream i had been waiting to see some great band for quote some time when i finally got inside the venue everyone was seated in fold out metal chairs, like some type of AA meeting or ghetto Movie Theater. Everyone was in the back so they wouldn?t have to strain their necks. I was annoyed at that and sat on the front row so I could get up at stage even if it was by myself. When the opening band finally came out, I got up and started dancing, but the music was really soft and abrely audible. A bunch of people were up with me by the stage, but they were line dancing in mass like a soft?core mosh. I was appalled and yelling at everyone. Then I was smoking a cigarette and some guy was crowd-surfing the line dance, he burned me with his cigarette, so I burned him with mine, and accidentally dropped it on him. Then this girl that was holding him up pulled a knife on me. The crowd had pushed to the glass doors right of the stage, and in the light I noticed she had blood on her face. I brought this to her attention, but she said it was just freckles or acne. I was like okay, because that made no sense. I was fed up by the wimpy speakers and sat down on the front row, and started talking to this guy beside me about how soft the music was. He agreed, but didn?t seem to care. Then in the back, someone started blow-drying their hair. My friend came downstairs during intermission and wanted to leave in a lapse of judgment I agreed, and we drove home. When we got home, I realized that I wanted to see the main band i had paid for the ticket. So when we got back to the concert hall, we went inside the place, finding it was cleared out. I went outside which was kinda of a strange structure. The music hall was a tall ceiling building with large glass doors and windows that sat on top of this cement plateau. On all three sides of the slab were insanely dropping cement bleacher style steps. People were crowded all over them, so I ran across the slab, thinking it was the stage and down to the 7 or 8th step to watch. I couldn?t see anything down there because each step was at least 5 feet tall. On the next step in front to us there were these naked people cheering. Then a circus broke out on the cement slab above in front of the music hall. I was asking a couple of people if the band was on, or had been on earlier. The naked chick was an older British lady, and she thought that they hadn?t been on yet so I was relieved. A minute later the naked British lady announced to the crowd that she wasn?t crazy she was just trying to raise some spirit in the crowd. During all these conversations I was climbing back up the tall bleachers so I could see the mock-stage, where there were some stupid circus people jumping around. i really hate the circus.
posted by guest poster at 4:42 AM