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Punching Bag Bitch, cry and whine your way into oblivion. |
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I've had a re-occuring dream about myself being in a city that is absolutely deserted.... not a sign of life around at all. it was so detailed that part of the dream I ended up going into a building used the elevator and went to the top floor to look at the whole city and there was no movement anywhere.... it was bizarre to say the least..
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It happen to once... I had a dream where I was a dishwasher working with someone and thats all I remember. Few years later, I get a job as a dishwasher at a resteraunt and a few months in, im working with a friend and all the sudden i get a deja-wu. |
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I should whore all my dreams here.
Haha look at this fucked up entry I found in an old dream journal. I had this baby by c-section and it was the most beautiful baby ever. It had greenish/blueish eyes and he was so well behaved. I only scolded him once because his covers kept going over his head and I was scared he wouldn't be able to breathe so I told him to stop it. This is where it gets weired. For some reason I wanted to clean the house RIGHT away because I wanted the baby to have a clean enviorment and I didnt want the baby in the room where there was all this dust in the air and shit so I went to the neighbours to see if they could watch over the baby for a few hours. The neighbours was Britney Spears and some old Phillapino man. They said yes but right away I had a bad feeling about it. That didnt stop be though. So I cleaned the house and fell asleep. The next day I went over right away and when Britney answered the door I knew something was wrong. I asked where my baby was and she wasnt answeing me. I yelled at her GIVE ME MY FUCKING BABY and she told me he died. I didnt belive her I didnt want to belive her so I pulled a knife out threatening to stab her if she didnt give me my baby. The phillapino came out and told me my baby HAD died and gave me this journal thing of all the stuff that was happening to my baby between 2- 4am. I was so mad, so upset i just ran out crying and ended up on the middle of the sidewalk on ______ [Not giving away my street name. lol ] street crying. |
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I haven't gotten a good nights sleep in a week.
If I'm not dying in a plane crash, a bridge is crumbling beneath my car. If I'm not drowning after falling off a boat, I'm running around aimlessly looking for someone (usually in Afghanastan). Last night was no better... I lost my baby and no one would tell me what happened. |