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I had a dream isaw a friend she mentioned she&a lady named jocelyn had no way to work. The lady who she mentioned was my ex boyfriend /lover... Baby mother. I asked her "oh Ians babymother" she blurted out yes&ihad a fight with jocelyn&iwhooped her ass but ian hes in jail! The scene shifted to a jailhouse.we were there in an instant...my friend bammed on a glass wall &got his attention he said"hi"in a boredom voice..she pointed to me and when he realized it was me he stood up but i ran to the other side to get a better view but for some odd reason we couldnt. Before iknew it i awoke from that dream&the only thing on my mind was that he's in jail. Ian&I havent talked since may26.we talked for almost an hour at 4a.m we had a heart to heart talk he finally told me the things he was goin through&how sorry he is because i deserved better than him he emphasised &sounded as if he was soon to brake down in tears. He told me his heart is with me¬ with jocelyn he just doesnt have anywhere to stay.that same day bout 5a.m he brought me some money to pay my bills he gave me a kiss&said"ilove you helen" tho march29 He broke up with me because jocelyn had started drama betweenIan&I but we were still seeing one another talking about our issues. he said he wanted to get back with me&do it over again but i rejected the offer because iwas still severly hurt by the thigs he did to me&couldnt find it in my heart to forgive him just yet or trust him.

Ok hun listen. It doesnt necessarily meen he doesnt Love u maybe his folks don\'t and sometimes its like that Im sure its nothing u did but u know some parents r really funny acting when it comes to there kids relationships. His family and yours are very Different u have a family that welcomes and makes people feel comfortable when his is the opposite i know its upsetting but it\'ll be ok he probably knows all of this and doesnt want to tell u bc of your feelings if he\'s at your house all the time maybe its n escape from his family u Never know what\'s the deal. I really think u should let him know how u feel without pointing fingers at his family bc they are still u know his folks but let him know. And i would say force yourself on them so they can get to know u but don\'t do it bc if they wanted to they would and that\'s there loss good luck:)

Ok hun listen. It doesnt necessarily meen he doesnt Love u maybe his folks don't and sometimes its like that Im sure its nothing u did but u know some parents r really funny acting when it comes to there kids relationships. His family and yours are very Different u have a family that welcomes and makes people feel comfortable when his is the opposite i know its upsetting but it'll be ok he probably knows all of this and doesnt want to tell u bc of your feelings if he's at your house all the time maybe its n escape from his family u Never know what's the deal. I really think u should let him know how u feel without pointing fingers at his family bc they are still u know his folks but let him know. And i would say force yourself on them so they can get to know u but don't do it bc if they wanted to they would and that's there loss good luck:)

When I realized I was dreaming I knew right away there was a significance, I never dream and when I do it is almost always deep and beyond my understanding. I arrived at a place instantly, it was very dark but I could make out objects in the distance. I felt as though this place hadn't been visited in an extremely long time. The place was filled with dust. It was hard to breath and I could see specks of dust floating in the air but it aided me in seeing where I was. I knew I was in a house and it seemed to be very large. I saw furniture and other things but my attention was almost completed on roaming as if I was looking for something. Everything was gray and I had been walking forever, there were a lot of rooms and hallways but yet I never second guessed where I was going. I arrived at a larger room than I had seen throughout the house so far. After staring for awhile I believe I was in the dining area. There was a gigantic table which contained at least a dozen chairs. At the end of this very long table was a figure sitting. As I walked closer and closer I knew it was a person. I walked closer and could make out only a skinny figure with a long black coat over a suit with long, thin, gray hair. He or she was wearing a black hat as well with their face slightly tilted downward. I began to wonder if they were living or dead, but felt uneasy as if the person was watching my every step. Oddly enough I left the room without pursing an explanation and found the exit with ease. As I walked outside it seemed the area was still heavily gray but there was more color. It seemed I was in a private area with acres of land. I saw a small broken down house or barn and started walking toward it. Out of the corner of my eye I could see a light in the distance, it could have been anything but I knew it was a large building. A lighthouse maybe but I honestly don't have a very good clue as to what it was. I approached the side of the barn/ small house and don't remember much but I think I was attacked and then chased by someone or something with a large figure. Then I woke up.

Had a dream that me and my late sister is making a bed...and she wants the pillow case to be a specific way...there was two duvets aswell one is pure white with a lot of scum on it and the one on top of it had different colours the pillow case she wanted it to come out in a design of a hat but i told her before she wants to do that she must wait for the scum on the white devet to get less...of which it did...so she tried the hat thing with the pillow case and she failed at it...i told her that i want to try becoz i remember what she did the first time so i have to do it myself practically...but she refused so i left her there so we stared arguing...i stopped i went outside to the kitchen where my cousins wifes cousins,my other cousin and my late sisters sister inlaw was sitting on the porch and it was rainin...there was also alot of unfamiliar kids playing so i wanted to send one of the kids to my moms house to get a juice container because my late aunt send my cousins wife cousin to come and ask sumthing from us...i also saw my baby sister drinking tea in my mothers kitchen door while my cousin and my late sisters sister inlaw were eating and drinking mageu

I feel like I was somebody else in this dream, because I called some lady my mother but I have never seen her before in my life. And this girl that had a romantic interest with me was either my best friend or my "dream sister" (I've never seen her before in my life either), but either way she was really close to me. Anyway, so I'm a co-host of some event, where we are entertaining strangers, serving cotton candy and whatnot... Feels like an outdoor mini-carnival in the middle of nowhere. Just me and this "sister", though, no mother yet. We are talking to strangers. There's a little girl, her family. Looks like her older brother maybe, and a dog. Have a (disgustingly pleasant) feeling that something evil is about to happen. Time passes, events blur... We are murdering the strangers. Bodies lay on the ground and my hands are bloody. The dog is dead and unidentifiable members of the family are strewn about. The little girl is still alive but has sickening injuries that my "dream friend/sister" caused with a shovel. She is screaming. I try talking to my friend/sister but the screaming is too loud, so she just ends her life while I momentarily look away. I feel no remorse or pain or disgust, and I note that in my dream. On my way from the massacre, I pocket some cash I think I got from the dead people, and this black guy sees me do it. He gives me shit about not having my cash out around a black guy in public, saying "you probably think I'll steal it" and other meaningless accusations. I purposely goad him into becoming violent (I forget how) and then I draw out a pistol and shoot him. He dies and I feel good. I meet a young man, late teens/early twenties, and his mother. I predict his death. He is stubborn and arrogant and I just have this feeling that he will die soon. Then I pull my friend/sister aside because I want to ask her about the sick shit we did today. And whether or not I'll go to Heaven. I wanted to ask her why I didn't feel any guilt or remorse when that bloodied up little girl was screaming for her life. Events blur again; the woman in my dreams that is called "mother" (the woman I don't know) gets off work, comes home and seduces me. I was aroused at the thought of more murder, and of sex with these two women whom I don't know but in my dream they were either family or close friends and knew of what I did. I didn't feel any guilt and wanted to do it all again. Incest

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