No.100608[Reply]
In this thread we will talk about anything related to sleep, dreams, nighttime, etc
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>>3337Today's dream involved going outside at night and finding some qt goth chick who asks me to help walk her home. On the way, some beefy dude shows up and starts stabbing me. I stab him back worse. We both start running out of enough blood to continue stabbing, so I tell the girl now would be a good time to stop being useless. She then proceeds to kill him. Meanwhile I stay conscious long enough to get dragged into her house to be patched up. Win?
No.110231
>Red has vivid dreams like every night
>I'm lucky to get one every six months
I wonder if being a battered wage serf has anything to do with it in my case lol heh
No.110278
>>110231All the years you knew Smiley and you never got him to teach you how to dreamcraft smh famalamalamalam
No.111508
Dream I was on the highway at night. I kept going around in a circle because every exit was blocked by police. There was some jackass whose car kept falling apart and the two times I drove around to see him he was in some predicament. Eventually I was able to get off the highway and made it to my job, like back when I did inventory work. Joined in the crew for some crafts store, which I arrived late for. During the gig, one of the coworkers tried to grab something on the top shelf without a latter. I specifically asked them if they wanted me to grab one for them but they ignored me. Whatever they were grabbing, it pushed things off the shelf onto the people in the next aisle, but they seemed okay when I checked on them. I realized how many people were there, didn't care for it, and then decided to leave, except that I didn't take my car to do so because now the store was in the middle of the city so I decided to walk home. I was talking to somebody on the phone, I don't know who, and they were complaining about something on their end. I remember specifically telling them that where I was wasn't any better, I specifically remember being on 7th St. and was about to tell them how awful everything looked when some nigger with an axe walks out from the unlit dark and comes after me. The nigger precedes to kill me with the axe. When I woke up, I freaked out a bit because the shadow cast from my computer in the next room made it look like there was a large figure crouched over against the wall.
I hate niggers, kill all niggers.
