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This guy is so right Doing all these things to try to get some one back and then not geinttg any sense of attention from the girl you have feelings for hurts like hell. Iv been feeling like crap for months ever since we broke up now Im just counting down more days. people always say i wish i had a somoeone that listens to me and supports me and when that happens what. They tell you they love u, bring your hopes up and leave . love a conspiracy is all it is just another conspiracy.

I was at my high school, and had left my bag in a room, so I went back to get it. In there the room was dark, there were some of my friends and classmates taking a detention which was actually a revision workshop for the English language exam I had this morning. I stayed there for a while and am not sure why, the dream is blurry here. I then wondered why I was standing there and gathered my things and went out. Then things are fuzzy again. After that, I was in a cafe or perhaps a bar, and Alo from skins was there. He turned into Rich and then there were two of Rich. One of them was talking about not being sure if he should get together with or get back with a girl. I thought to myself that Rich and Alo are sexy. Then I left the cafe or bar and remember either myself or Rich did something to annoy or anger what I think were some old people. We ran along a street for about 2 seconds then stopped, because they were no longer chasing us. Then I saw my crush. I followed him down the street and he kept saying something, I think he was saying "First." When I caught up to him properly, rather than him just looking at me oddly as he usually does, he linked my arm and continue to say "First. I have to be first. I must be your first." I thought I heard him say. I thought he meant sex. I remembered he was no longer a virgin. Then we approach what I think looked like Buckingham palace. My crush spoke in a very posh voice about something and I knew he wanted to be first to get into the museum. We approached what I remember as a towel rail, a phone box and a one man tent with a zipper, which was bright and colourful. He turned me around and I thought that the tent was not for me and that he wanted sex with my friend instead. I thought he wanted to be first in the museum. He then span me around again and told me to leave my coat, so I laid it down in the tent and Ipped the tent closed. Then my crush said something and I turned to look at him. His hair was dissheveld. He spoke in a very posh voice. Then he put a dressing gown on the grass. The tent was pitched next to a short slope. He said "Poppy is missing!". I asked him what he meant and then thought that Poppy is a small doll of a girl. He kept her in the sleeve of the dressing gown. He said "I like for Poppy to haunt my night gowns nightly." he laid down on the grass on top of the dressing gown and I was knelt next to him. I thought I how I wanted to ruffle his hair. Then I was woken up.

I am in the compound of my school's hostel and the night draws fast. a friends asks me to help him sneek in the boarding which i do. two of my colleagues in the compund are setting up tents for the night in preparation for the journey tomorrow as we are escorting and guarding a pretty maiden to her destination. i black out at the boarding and awake in seconds and its already morning. i catch up with my colleagues in the desert but now the atmosphere is thickly dark with shadows and there are a couple of desert men whom we assume to be against us in a distance, my friends each attempt a shot at killing the two with their bow and arrow but the both miss owing to the dark environment and great distance. i urge of them to keep low as we conceal ourselves at the top of a sand dune. we are in commmando uniform in a forest-like village with lots of large shrubs and we are deployed to go and kill the rebels present in the area, we disperse however i somehow get left behind but i note that i have a walkie-talkie. i hurry on and scurry up the sugar-cane grown hills where i am able survey the entire valley. i spot a few scattered rebels and deal with them. running down hill i find i small display of shirts of yellow, green and orange colours like as though they were for sale. it begins to rain rapidly and heavily with a dark sky. i quickly nab in attempt to camouflage myself in the landscape and quickly head into the plantation where i find a couple of my friends who are girls singing one of my favorite songs, i pause before them and they utter out a name of a girl whom they assume am hooked up with. i repeat the name twice in sarcastic denial and enter into small shed created using leaves, i find a certain girl that i admired and begin to slowly caress her as she submissively expresses herself in slow motion and contentment...

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.

Dreamed i was looking out the window at my husband driving on the highway trying to get my attention. When i saw him he got out of the vehicle in the middle of the highway and started talking to me. The vehicle was still for a moment but then started rolling down the highway. When he ran after it, it started going toward a guard rail. It hit the rail bounced back and hit my husband and knocked him off his feet then stopped. I ran to him. He was not seriously injured. I held him tightly then woke up.

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