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I was at my ex boyfriend s house but in the front yard talking to his sister Letting her know that we have been seeing each other almost every weekend.his family don't know we see each other.. My son comes and sits in my lap and my ex's sister suggests I go with her overseas to a place I've never herd of and she gets up and leaves..my ex come back from work and he seems angry and I was worried that she had told him what I told her.. Once he saw our son he calmed down a little and was almost gonna cry and held him.. I went to get the mail but it wasn't mine it was his dads and he thought I opened it but I didn't.I left it on thr brick wall next to the mail box.. I felt really comfortable at his house. Felt like I was at home... So my ex and I wanted to take my son out somewhere.. My son and I waited outside by the front door Waitin for my ex to come.. I knew he was coming deep inside and my son was calling out daddy..

It was my 18th birthday and I was at my friends house but my friend wasn't there. So I head back over the my house and my friends are all there and have arranged a surprise party. I don't remember much of the party but when my best friend was leaving one of our guy friends who we both have a crush on was flirting with my best friend and he kissed her on the cheek then left. When he left I started crying to my best friend saying "is there something wrong with me? Why do guys like you and not me." She then hugged me and said "before you came to the party everyone was talking about you and how they didn't want you there because they think you're really ugly." I then woke up crying. What does this mean?

I was at my ex boyfriend s house and talking to his sister as his family don't know we see each other.. My son comes and sits in my lap and my ex's sister suggests I go with her overseas to a place I've never herd of and she gets up and leaves..my ex come back from work and he seems angry and I was worried that she had told him what I told her.. Once he saw our son he calmed down a little and was almost gonna cry and held him.. I went to get the mail but it wasn't mine it was his dads and he thought I opened it but I didn't.. So my ex and I wanted to take my son out somewhere.. My son and I waited outside by the door Waitin for my ex to come.. I knew he was coming deep inside and my son was calling out daddy..

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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