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I dreamt that my exhusband, Nick, our kids, and my current boyfriend , Raul, of 4 years went to my exhusbands grandparents house in Iowa. Nicks Grandfather was rocking in a chair and Nick started talking deep with him, mind u grandfather has been dead for years in real life. Raul was there physically in the corner of the room but noone acknowledged his mental presence. Not even him. The kid s and I wander into the kitchen where nick storms in and ripsthe rug off the kitchen floor where we see a huge hole like 15 foot across and nicks grandmother is down there. Grandfather had murdered her with a hammer to the head. Blood and decomposition, the kids saw and i shielded their eyes. I woke up. So the grandparents had switched living/death positions and i was in the presence of my ex whom i loathe. Wtf plz help me understand:/ Shelby

I met a boy I have not seen in a long time. We got into a fight. My hair was long and black and straight and he pulled it. He had emo hair, dyed black. All he was wearing was black, skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and converse. My clothes were the same items but had different decorations. Late we were in a car. He said something insulting and I pushed him out the window. I felt really guilty. Later on we were lying on his bedroom floor and having a deep conversation. He had seen the recent cuts that I had done on my wrists. He did because my gel bands moved too far out of place. I ended up snuggling my face into his chest. I guess we both fell asleep, because of a panicked scream from hus mother. I was not supposed to be seeing him. My parents thought he was a drug addict but he was not. Because they confronted his parents about it they got into a fight. That is why i was not supposed to see him. I was scared and he was defending me. He did used to do drugs, but he had told me that night he had gotten over his addiction for me.

I was in a mall about to meet up with my friends. I bumped into an old friend and we talked for a while. Then I went to where my friends were but was intimidated by three guards. Eventually I got to my friends were but there was a problem. I left something to the place where I bumped into an old friend. I went back to get what I left. Then, I got lost and I did not know how to get back to my friends. I asked a mall security but he was somehow clueless. All of a sudden, I was riding a bus but was still looking for a way to get back to my friends. As a rode the bus, I saw some great scenery. I saw a hotel with a garden than was just awesome. It was somehow decorated with Egyptian statues. After I left the bus, I came across a different set of friends. I asked them to help me but they were busy and had to watch a play. I went alone to the hotel I saw since I thought it was annexed to the mall I was at. Through the halls of the hotel, I passed. I came across ballet dancers practicing but I did not mind them. I finally found an information booth. I asked the receptionist as to where and how to get to the particular place in the mall where my friends were at. She did not know but her supervisor approached and told me that I had to walk straight down a long hall then turn left. My direction was to form a letter L. She then said that the receptionist could come with me to guide me. Then, I woke up from my dream.

At a party. it was a big party at a grand venue or mansion, the kind where rich people would have a wedding. it was for randy and i. I think maybe my parents arranged it. everyone i've ever known was there. family, friends, co workers, even people i barely knew. Randy wasn't there because i didn't tell him about it because we agreed not to hang out that night, and i figured he wouldn't be into it, and i kind of wasn't either. i started to feel a little guilty that he wasn't there, but i figured it would be fine. i got really, super drunk off white wine and stumbled my way through a sea of random women i didn't know, one which i thought was my old friend/co worker heather hill. but it wasn't. they rearragned the furniture before sitting and i remember drunenly stumbling through them and maing some joke about feng shui. then i went downstairs, i had been hanging out on the roof, but it was like a chill apartment building roof. when i got in the elevator, randy was there. i was surprised to see him and asked why he was even there. he was offended and was like of course i'm here, and he was pissed i was drunk. he had his guitar and said he had to go perform. i followed him, drunk and upset, spilling my wine everywhere begging him to not be mad and confused as to why he was. the venue was decorated beautifully. there were deep red decorations everywhere, against a stark white backdrop. tall ceilings, big windows. red hearts, red roses. there was also punk rock decorations, black and spikes and studs. i followed randy outside but lost him. there was a sea of people. it was a huge expansive outdoor area, like what i imagine a country club to be like. there was a little lake with a long dock, and a gazebo, all white. i wandered through the crowds, looked aaround, there were hundreds of people everywhere and i couldn't find randy. eventually i went back inside and down a hallway and he was sucked behind a door. when i found him he seemed unsurprised. behind the door was a world renowed barber shop where he had just gotten his hair cut. he had a black mohawk and it looked amazing. it was stick straight and shiny with red in it, and studs. and it had some clipper work leading from it onto his head. not sure of the design, but it was piecy like leopard print or just a geometrical design. he also had a rat tail from the mohawk with silver accents. it looked amazing. he was putting his shirt back on and he looked at me matter of fact and solemn and just said "i don't think this really has to do with you being drunk" he was implying that we had nothing in common. he said "do you want to just call it quits and leave it at that?" basically like, we gave it the old college try but it just ain't working. my heart immediately sank and i wanted to beg and cry. i woke up crying

We were in an antique/lavish/British style school wth ornate wood walls and doors and decor. I saw the redhead and some others looking for others (out coworkers) but I had my lookout or rather, was on the lookout for you. I finally spotted you with a white-haired, tall, rather distinguished looking gentleman (he looked 'smart') and you and he went into the wrong door and I pulled your hand to lead you into the right door, where I was also headed. You pulled away from me, as you gestured toward the man with whom you had been laughing and said, 'Alex.' Then, I woke up....

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