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Me , my mother and my friend

Me , my mother and my friend live in a tiny apartment. Eventually I and that friend fall for each other . We start a living relationship. We go on little dates like pizzeria and help each other during tough times

I was buying roasted cocoyam in my

I was buying roasted cocoyam in my dream. Sitting on the bench with the seller but she didn’t wanted me to leave after buying but I didn’t eat it. During a conversation with her she was acting weird so that’s what made me wanted leave and that’s how I woke from the dream…screaming

I saw my mother telling me how

I saw my mother telling me how we have lots of places to visit. Then I remember visiting a man whom I have never seen in real life yet is was married to with a kid probably in my dream (I never saw it in the dream nor was it mentioned I think, I just knew). We had an amazing amazing time together, the most close I've ever been to anyone I loved, it was surreal, it was the purest purest love I've ever felt. During that time, it was mentioned that I also had a relationship with my recent broken up ex, probably because the boy was only my baby daddy?? Well, we talked around, and I asked if he wants to know about the boyfriend, and he frowned, and he answered no, it's not because I want to know about him, but...and he never finished. In the end I again heard my mother telling me we have plenty of places to go to, and then I woke up. When I woke up, I couldn't remember his face, though I could see it in my dream, he kind of reminded my of my ex, but not exactly, he was different.

In reality, I'm unmarried. The dream goes

In reality, I'm unmarried. The dream goes by. I was pregnant with a baby. My brother Abi was buying something as U asked him to in the terrace. I got pain and my mom took over the delivery. I pushed. The baby was laid beside my stomach in the ground and the umblical cord was took out and probably cut. I din remember after that. Shortly after that I was again pregnant with a baby again. I went to terrace in search of Abi to get me something to eat. He wasn't there. But my grandpa was there. I was kinda afraid of him and was leaving. He asked me what I wanted to eat as he was gonna get money from attending a meeting. He will be attending that meeting near our place. No one got that luck to attend it near their place but he got. He will be getting 29,250 from that meeting. I asked him for a rose milk but he said no. So I asked for a badam milk. He said ok. Suddenly I got delivery pain. I shouted for my mom. She came and I pushed out a baby. I holded my mom's had for the 1st baby and my grandpa's hand shortly for the 2nd baby. After waking up I din see my babies. I was shouting and banging the table for the babies. It was like a factory or something. My Mom came out and handed me the baby. Both the babies I pushed out were girls. I was in pain in my stomach. We all went somewhere, near the door or something in the factory like area. There came my husband. He was the actor Ram pothineni. I was in a anger that he din even there for my delivery. I went to him with open handed for a hug and he too. I stopped him before the hug and I hugged him as my mom , grandpa , grandma standing behind me. I head was lying on his shoulder. I was saying him while hugging I din even get to hold his hand during my delivery and I'm in pain in my stomach. He told me let's go home and everything's alright. It's like I was just relying on him for my pain and like love but with love. I'm so confused about what was I thinking then. My mom and grandma took care of babies. While babies were playing I was saying to my husband that were my art or something. And tgey were like or they were twins. Later they said that they were going home and can't spend their time with me. I looked at babies they were not babies anymore. They were running and playing.

I had a recurring dream for the

I had a recurring dream for the past few days. In there, my high school crush, who is kneeling with her hands on her laps and is shorter than me at 155 cm, and I, 166 cm tall, are sitting opposite each other on a bed, naked - we are 18 years old. She tells me that she is not afraid to have sex with me and asks me if I am afraid of fulfilling my first time. I used my fingers to stroke her breasts as I answered that I'm not afraid to do it. And then we kissed passionately after we confessed our love for each other. We took turns to have sex with each other and my dream ends when my crush is on top of me, panting. She is sweaty all over and persistently tries to thrust despite being weary. During this whole time, I was masturbating in reality. What do you think? Is it okay to have this dream? I am also single.

I dreamed that I was going to

I dreamed that I was going to work, hunting demons and at the end of my shift (around 7 at night) a demon attacked me and I was left naked in the street walking disoriented and alone towards a hospital where there was a party, a colleague from work he gave me his coat and tried to cover me during the way, when I arrived at the hospital a doctor who was drunk and seemed to know me well treated me. He gave me shorts and I put them on, he offered me beer and I drank until I got drunk when I woke up I was almost completely alone and there was no light at all in the hospital, a girl was caressing me and when she realized I woke up she moved away from me ( only there was no light in the hospital) when I got up to leave I walked disoriented because I was still drunk and then the girl came up to me and helped me walk towards the exit (in the course of this it started to rain) and at the entrance of the compound there were a shadow that was familiar to me. when we approached the Gate (which was completely open and abandoned I saw the face of the person and it was my grandmother (she was throughout my distant childhood and she did not treat my mom well) she offered me decent clothes and a car to take me home, the The girl who was helping me without thinking rejected her and told her to leave and that it hurts me, so I angrily told the lady that I don't want anything from them and asked her "why are you so worried about me?" perhaps now that I'm better, do you think I need them?", she answered me with a simple "No", the girl then told her 'go away and don't bother him again, he is a very good person, he always cares about others and always she strives to improve" then I managed to see the face of the girl (and it turned out to be the girl from 16 of my other dreams with whom I had a mishap that is my responsibility and for that reason we stopped talking even though I apologized to her) when she It was my grandmother, I bent down and began to cry inconsolably and cursing her and all my paternal family, the girl tried to comfort me, I yelled at her and told her that she would leave me alone, she gave me a hug and kissed me on the mouth crying and everything this while it was raining with the force of a hurricane, so she ran away crying; and he left me alone I turned around for a moment he saw me and said through his tears "I wish you good luck" I walked very slowly up a hill and when I finished walking I arrived at what seemed to be my house I lay down at the foot of one of my apple trees that were producing fruit and the apples were a beautiful reddish-green color (I do have 2 little apple trees in my house, but they are quite young) from my house while it was still raining very hard. apple trees are very symbolic for me, they represent my acidic and not very warm childhood on the paternal side and sweet and comfortable on the maternal side, also my maternal Great-grandparents were extremely poor and ambitious farmers of Goat's Milk apple trees and potatoes. and in reality, whenever I am near an apple tree I feel peace, nostalgia and I am proud of my maternal family

I dreamt of my dad's step cousin

I dreamt of my dad's step cousin passed away and after few days of death final ritual is happening at my home where is lived for his education 15years ago and when his body is unpacked he cry's saying I don't have peace and I'm hungry. I saw my widow grandmother with flower and my dead grandfather alive applying oil in his room during the final ritual and one of my relatives who came inappropriately dress for the final ritual