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My boyfriend , his family and i were in a house were we thought we were just having a good time when later on we find out that we have been concidered missing for twenty years but to us we werent misssing. people started coming into the house and they "found" us and when they were cleaning out the house they went in a room that we never went into and there was nothing but snakes and aligators in the room and my boyfriend s sister was taking pictures of all the empty rooms a couple years later me and my boyfriend went back to the house and i was walking down steps to the garage and i fell through the garage roof and there were dead decaying bodies everywhere and some of the bodies were blended up people lived in the house now and i told them about me falling through the roof because they had young kids and they didnt care i sat on the floor in front of a picture frame and the picture in the picture frame was moving then i started getting into a fight with one of the people that lived there spit on them and me and my boyfriend walked away

There was a massacre at a local beach over night. The Killing was of 50 men and women, on separate sides of the beach. They were dressed in red pants and no shirts, but the women had red training bras on, well most. This was shown on the news as they examine the people most had lacerations and some had body parts missing. About half of both the men and women were dead and cut up into pieces. The beach was covered in blood and the water was pitch black, most of the blood already draining into it. After watching the news, the, almost what seems to look like a small town, everyone was in hysterics. At a high school, all students sat in the gym with three girls at the vary front, where two men stood with an old television in between them, while one held a tape. The three girls on my dream are obviously based off myself, and two of my friends. The men started to talk about the massacre and then put the tape in. Sowing the evidence to the school of what it looked like there how all the people looked. Small details like; some had chains attached to there hands and legs, some looked mutated with bulging eyes or a large bulge in the stomach, even foaming at the mouth. After the brief presentation, the one attractive man at the front came to speak to the girls at the front. He asked if any family was part of this, if we knew anyone involved, and if we are okay(mentally). He then proceeded to flirt with the young women in the middle(based off myself) and ask for her number. She, as a fool, gave him her number and then the rest of the school including them selfs went on with a long day of school and grieving. After school/collage the main character went home with a friend and then came in the man from this morning(now he must only be in his twenties, while the girl is just turning nineteen) he asked if she wanted a ride home. Once again proving dumb, she said yes. They got home and her friend left and the girl asked the man inside, he didn't hesitate in saying yes to her. After a few minuets of chatting and flirting, they started heavenly kiss. This is when she noticed he had a knife, and felt in danger. He gave her a sly smile. She continued to kiss and feel him up for anything else on him. That's when he pulled away. He now had the knife fully out in the open. She tried to ignore it and pretend she was only looking in his eyes(her eyes are a very dark brown) which worked. She started to play around with him in order to try and plan a way out. They started another heated make out session as she pulled his shirt off, he pushed her down on the couch and asked for something that helped her think up her plan. Right then she got up said come on I'm not doing it here. And walked to her room letting him go first, right then as he walked past her something stabbed her had and it wasn't his knife, it was too small and slender. She then proceeded to fallow him to her room and walked in, closing the door to continue looking natural. He saw her art kit and asked if he could check it out quickly, as he did she ran out of the room locking him in and running out the door. She started to feel a haze come over her as she hid behind her neighbours boat in their driveway. The haze took over and she passed out. End of dream.

Having suspected a spy following Krsto, our two lovers arrived and left the public park separately. Zsusanna was there to see Krsto more than the play. It was a very humorous play. One of the actors, Romero, plays a man with a bushy beard and stood there holding his hand in triumph as people laughed. Zsusanna realized she knew so few people in that area. She had only Krsto’s circle of friends: a man in in very stylish suede boots, a woman whose voice narrated the story; a woman whose only voice was the melodic tunes of her lyre, and a bewitching siren, Krsto’s cousin. Bewitched by her lover behind stage, she also did not know that she, indeed, was being watched, or that he had caught a glimpse of someone stirring on the sides. Igor wore common clothing to blend with the townspeople, with a hat tilted to a side, and a patch to cover an eye. He hadn’t shaven in over a week to play the part as well. Jealous of Zsusanna’s presence in Edour’s life had become a hinderance for Istven’s aspiring role in the Protestant Reform, and in the next generation’s attempt to rebuild a country free of foreign rule. More so, he was wary of this woman who appeared from an outer circle, who was as equally educated, if not, more so than himself. What was an extraordinary woman doing being wed to a man who had no interest in women? More so, why did Jankovic agree to this farce? “Ugggggg,” as twisted pain seeped through his blood, and the sound of breaking bones, Igor could feel the point of a dagger piercing into the hairs of his neck. “I suggest you take your traitor self back to the Hungarian shit that spawned you. Get off this peninsula, and never show your face again.” “I am free to…” “You are not free to do anything.” and the crunch of a twisted wrist sent him off as two burly men in dark capes took him into a carriage, riding away, as Zsusanna felt desire dripping beneath her skirts. Istven had the scent of Ocean air about him; clean and light. He sat eating nuts and apricots as lightening lit the sky and the rumble of thunder approached. In his presence I am a ship battling a storm, wandering aimlessly. Sex is not okay with Istven. He has confusion around relationships. “What happened to you,” Zhusanna asked as she spotted Igor curdled in a chair by the window, unable to hold a book or turn its pages with bandaged hand and fingers on both sides. It was all he could do but spit at her. Marija found the encouragement to break the silence. “He no doubt wondered where he shouldn’t.” “I trust my cousin played the searing siren to perfection?” “The Adriatic would be, indeed, pleased!” “As your grandfather, as well.” Igor mentions to Zsusanna who looked bewildered at him. “Any sea-faring pirate of Senj would defend such a treasure!” Zsusanna mocked back, “But you wouldn’t know of such lust, Igor.” A bit of tension was building in the room. Zsusanna was not oblivious of Marija’s eye for Istven. She would just happen to appear outside his door in Reijeka or at the piazza, always appropriately placed five feet behind brother Antun or conniving Igor. Antun had studied law at university with Igor and Istven, together, in Austria. Marija was a woman, devious and determined, to get what she wanted. What she wanted was entitlement and Istven was the source for this wanna-a-be. Her dear husband Zoran, an unlucky man once the vows of marriage bound them, sweet, giving, and oblivious to the Upper Hungarian dragons, claiming loss to the Frankopan fortunes when ….was slain with my uncle and grandfather. One of thousands of noble widows dispersed without claims depending on beguiling ways of sanctity. 1693 carriage scene 2 hrs 1693 krsto and who he is 1693 Zsuzana AND ISTVEN BEGIN AFFAIR 1693 MARI POISONS HUSBAND ZORON SAVROVIC, AGE 31, 1693 TRUTH REVEALED KRSTO

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.

Ima shorten it some, u weren't in it tho.. But yeah so I was at the airport with my bro picking up my fam from PR, they got to the airport.. We walking blah blah blah and they had to go to the bathroom so I sit and wait, and this black girl starts talking smack about me but she murmuring.. and she wouldn't stop so it got under my skin... So I get up like nothing and walk over to her I didn't say anything , I just start going wild hitting her against the wall and the floor and pulling on her weave hahahah then I got tired so I left the girl there on the floor and walk away trying to blend in with the crowd.. And airport security comes n takes me to a room n start questioning me n they was gonna put like a label on me.. N I was like wait tho idk if this changes anything but (then i told them the truth) and the guy gave me label n it said trusted terrorist

I'm in a Japanese prisoner of war camp. there is a lot's of tables with cupcakes that we've all to help ourselves to, I know I have to take as many as I can because I know they'll have to last a while. at the end of the very last table there is a tray filled with bags of heroin and the guard, yamauchi, says we're only allowed one bag each but I manage to get two. I get a piece of tin foil to smoke the heroin on but no one will lend me a lighter. I find one of the guards who agrees to lend me a lighter but the other guards find out and say that if he is willing to lend me his lighter then we must be in love and we have to get married or we will both be shot. We are then on the top bunk of a set of bunk beds, him lying on top of me with a blanket over us and another guard keeps lifting up the blanket and ordering us to have sex with each other but we can't. I just want a lighter. Even though I'm in an internment camp, I'm not scared or anything

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