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Had a dream that Jill and I haven’t seen each other since our last fight (which would have been the end of August 2013) but we still somehow ended up at a hotel getting married. I remember riding a bus, tram or train from what I assume was the airport (not sure) with her family members and Jimmy Mumby from work. Most of the family seemed a bit redneck, but Jimmy brought out weed and all her family member went crazy trying to smoke it, and even some seemed to have a new method of turning into liquid, and drinking it through a straw. I remember how uncomfortable I felt and I wanted to get away but I was trapped. The driver came back and began handing out what looked like strings with some sort of stick or straw and telling the guys who were smoking that they were going to have to swallow them. I felt relieved thinking he was going to stop them from smoking, but then he yelled out “Just kidding” smoke them if you got them, or something like that, laughed and went back to driving. The driver was wearing the stereotypical blue pants, driver’s hat and he had a mustache. When I got to the hotel I didn’t know what was going on or how I ended up being in the situation of marrying someone that I haven’t spoken too for months. I remember seeing her in her wedding dress (the old one from when she was 18) and seeing some of her bride’s maids in inappropriate bride’s maid dresses. One bride’s maid had a white dress that was cut to show a lot of skin, bra and panties could be seen. I was suddenly rushed by my mom to change into my suite (cannot remember the exact color but I know it was dark). Something happened to my shirt, can’t really remember but I spilled or dropped something on it, because I remember trying to rub it off. Next thing I know I was shirtless standing in front where the altar would be and a crowd was gathering in the seats and people were pushing me to the front as a protested about being shirtless. I remember still being confused about what I was doing or how I got myself in that position. I remember feeling anxiety about the hair that might be seen on my back. I remember thinking that I didn’t want to waste everyone’s time and money and feeling pressured to go through with it, and every time I attempted to discuss things with Jill, she wouldn’t acknowledge me, with the exception of telling me what she wanted and how she wanted it to go down. She seemed happy, or at least to everyone else, but we still didn’t talk. I remember feeling pressured about the vows because I wasn’t sure what to say to someone that hurt me so badly and haven’t spoken too in the last six months, but didn’t want to let everyone down. Everything seemed to be rushed as if “if it doesn’t happen right now it will never happen”. Her family seemed to be wearing country clothes including camouflage hats, had beards and yelled or talked super loud.

Had a dream that Jill and I haven’t seen each other since our last fight (which would have been the end of August 2013) but we still somehow ended up at a hotel getting married. I remember riding a bus, tram or train from what I assume was the airport (not sure) with her family members and Jimmy Mumby from work. Most of the family seemed a bit redneck, but Jimmy brought out weed and all her family member went crazy trying to smoke it, and even some seemed to have a new method of turning into liquid, and drinking it through a straw. I remember how uncomfortable I felt and I wanted to get away but I was trapped. The driver came back and began handing out what looked like strings with some sort of stick or straw and telling the guys who were smoking that they were going to have to swallow them. I felt relieved thinking he was going to stop them from smoking, but then he yelled out “Just kidding” smoke ‘em if you got’em, or something like that, laughed and went back to driving. The driver was wearing the stereotypical blue pants, driver’s hat and he had a mustache. When I got to the hotel I didn’t know what was going on or how I ended up being in the situation of marrying someone that I haven’t spoken too for months. I remember seeing her in her wedding dress (the old one from when she was 18) and seeing some of her bride’s maids in inappropriate bride’s maid dresses. One bride’s maid had a white dress that was cut to show a lot of skin, bra and panties could be seen. I was suddenly rushed by my mom to change into my suite (cannot remember the exact color but I know it was dark). Something happened to my shirt, can’t really remember but I spilled or dropped something on it, because I remember trying to rub it off. Next thing I know I was shirtless standing in front where the altar would be and a crowd was gathering in the seats and people were pushing me to the front as a protested about being shirtless. I remember still being confused about what I was doing or how I got myself in that position. I remember thinking that I didn’t want to waste everyone’s time and money and feeling pressured to go through with it, and every time I attempted to discuss things with Jill, she wouldn’t acknowledge me, with the exception of telling me what she wanted and how she wanted it to go down. She seemed happy, or at least to everyone else, but we still didn’t talk. I remember feeling pressured about the vows because I wasn’t sure what to say to someone that hurt me so badly and haven’t spoken too in the last six months, but didn’t want to let everyone down. Everything seemed to be rushed as if “if it doesn’t happen right now it will never happen”. Her family seemed to be wearing country clothes including camo hats, had beards and yelled a lot.

I was in an unfamiliar house with people i didnt know but felt strongly connected to. we ran away and went to a house in the middle of a field. there i met with my boyfriend and helped to build the place up. we gathered food, installed a pool and even had new people join us there to live. my boyfriend and i had sex in a pool then went up stairs to get on the laptop. up there was a girl who looked a lot like me and was dressed cuter. she kept putting her legs on my boyfriend and i told he to stop but every time i did my boyfriend would just pull her back onto him and say it was fine. in beat the girl up and ended up leaving my boyfriend for the leader of our group. he was tall and pale with dark hair. he kicked my boyfriend and the girl out and we ruled over our people alone.

Okay. So, I'm currently in a relationship, but before this current relationship, i was dating a girl. (i'm bisexual btw) I dated her in October 2012, we broke up December 2012 ,yet i still stuck by her side until June 8, 2013, so 6 more months after the break up. She knew i was falling in with her, and i was always telling her about how i felt about her, but she was never the same back. I didn't take it as anything because throughout getting to know her, she was never the kind to express feelings. But anyways, I thought everything would fall together the longer i would "ride or die" for her, until May of 2013. That night, we were drinking and my good friend, her lil cousin, kept saying "my niggas a PIMP!" and you know, it didn't bother me, but later that night, i had a dream that she was cheating on me, and that she was rubbing it in my face!! I woke up and asked her, if there's anything going on with her that i should know so i won't be holding her back from moving on since we weren't exactly IN A RELATIONSHIP, she said no, but a month later, June 8, 2013, i found out she was in a relationship with someone else... Now in my CURRENT relationship now, I've so far, had 3 dreams that he was cheating on me. The first one was just like the dream i had with my ex girlfriend . My boyfriend was cheating on me, and was rubbing the fact that he cheating on me in my face. the 2nd one was just the same, except different setting, and girls. This time, i just had a dream that he had a thing for some older woman, he's not a poetry type of person in real life, but in my dream he's written poems about her in his phone, had pictures of this woman in his calender books, and in my dream he has said "oh it's no one" but when i went through his phone, he wrote that this woman was his Love, but she was his heartbreaker... ); His past relationships, were NEVER as serious as the relationship he has now with me. NEVER as in, 99% of his ex girlfriend s has cheated on him REPEATEDLY to the point where he did it back to them, yet he still stayed in the relationship for over at least one year.. Honestly, I trust him not to cheat on me, but his past relationship can really affect this current relationship. And after having 3 dreams of him cheating on me,.. i'm starting to get more and more insecure about myself, AND this relationship. ); Can someone PLEASE help me out so i don't think what happened in my last relationship with the girl, is gonna happen to this one? because i really don't want to loose THIS relationship, it's the BEST and the Most Sure Thing I've ever wanted.

I dreamt my friend Ernie age 65 yrs his grandson age 10 and I went out for a walk, where apoun the grandson threw a strop sat on a high wall straddling threw the carrier bag, containing his new unboxed trainers over the very long drop of approx. 100 feet, which fell into the sea, Ernie got very angry, and pushed him over the wall to get the trainers , the grandson screamed and screamed granddad, granddad, but fell, onlookers were totally in shock as was myself, but on calling him there was no reply, I could not bring myself to look over the wall for the fear of the worst, my dream felt so real please help xx

I was being drove around on a long highway by a man, his face didn't look familiar in my walking life but I have seen him in past dreams. We drove for awhile longer and he pulled into a parking lot that was surrounding a building built of bricks. We walked around when we where abruptly grabbed and shoved into the building. We stood there as a group of people shoved us down the hall into a smaller room filled with more people. They left me and this man who I seemed to be attached to emotionally in the dream. We sat down and he held me close to him making sure no harm would be done by our capturers. I noticed a man behind a desk holding a gun and flipping through a paper loudly I watched him carefully as I slowly made my way up to the desk. I smacked his hand flipping the gun and catching it and clutched it with my hands. I backed up and pulled the man I was there with up and proceeded to walk backwards to the door but before I could get any further, the man from behind the desk grabbed a different gun and shot me with it (it was a tranquillizer) I fell to the ground. The man who was with me quickly ran to my aid as I laid there he pressed his cold hand to the side of my cheek and held up my head and whispered to me about how everything would be ok, before I could smile up to him I blacked out. When I awoke the man who shot me seemed angry with me. He made it clear that he must teach me a lesson for trying to leave. He grabbed my arm and drug me to this room where there was a large white sheet hanging from the ceiling. He grabbed the sheet and pulled it down, there in a small wooden chair sat the man who I was there with. His eyes looked as though the skin on top had been rubbed raw and it was bleeding profusely and it was just a horrifying scene. I screamed his name (which I don't remember what his name was just that I yelled it) He quickly opened his eyes and this was the first time in my dream I had noticed them they where the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Everything around the eye itself was a bloody raw mess of flesh, but the eye was a faint silver tinted blue with a darker blue ring around the outside of them. The sight of them made my dream self shake, the then man who was standing next to me shoved me next to man sitting in the chair. I looked at him as he stared blankly at me. I felt tears fall from my eyes as I whispered how much I loved this man and that I will get us out of this. He faintly smiled and then I noticed a small razor in his mouth, that had cut it up pretty badly. I stuck my fingers in to grab the blade before he could swallow it and after I grabbed the blade his mouth started pouring blood. I kissed the man on the lips as the blood poured from his to mine, I grew angry at the agony they put this man who I seemed to love through all this torcher and pain. I noticed a bucket of tools and grabbed a crow bar and followed some of the people who did this to him down into the basement. I proceeded to smash there heads in with the bar as I screamed how does it feel?! After I had obliterated everyone I walked back up the stairs to see the man who I loved all better, his eyes where completely healed. His hair was shiny and long, his beard was neatly in order and his eyes glowing. He ran to me and held me close to him and placed his forehead on mine and fluttered his eyes so I could feel his eyelashes on my skin. He kissed me slightly and then held me close and told me he would never let me go and I looked into his eyes and woke up.

It was dark and i was in a field with many people i didn't know but seemed to trust. suddenly everyone was running and i was a wolf or a fox. i looked over my shoulder to see why we all were so scaired and saw that a electric tower has falling into our field. all of the other wolves ran and climbed onto fences to watch the lead wolf defend our home, but i couldnt help myself from helping him. i had a odd feeling to tell him not to be the hero and to run but he didn't listen. the tower fell and i was too far from the leader to help, all i could do was turn and run to the woods. i ran past the others who hadn't seen what happened and howled out in sorrow. they immediately knew and followed me into the woods where black evil wolves appeared and began nipping at our heels until we were at a cliffs edge. there was nothing i could do and so with a glance to my fellow wolves i leaped from the cliff and closed my eyes until i hit the ground. for some reason i felt as if it was better to die than let the others take the land.

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