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Riding a bike or motorcycle with my husband. We stop for a game of poker. My husband sits on the side not playing and a co-worker sits to my left playing with me. We are in a rather large group and I catch the dealer cheating and request to stop playing. I am told NO and cannot stop playing until the end. My co-worker wins a hand and 1/2 the group got up. I thought they were going to get something to drink or use the bathroom. Quite a time later a mormon family sits down and explains the others have left the game and they are the new players. I find the mother of the group and explain I cannot play and asked to be removed from the previous game. My husband and I ride off on the bike or motorcycle.

I was in my desk in class. I noticed blood on my hands and i started to quietly freak out. My ex, who sits next to me in class, tried to calm me down by talking to me. By that time my teacher noticed and came to see what was wrong. When she got to my desk, I swung my arm in her direction and cut her cheek, leaving more blood on my right hand. Right after that a white liquid flowed out of my left eye, my nose, and my mouth. the liquid formed a white, blank mask around my face that only had two eye holes. Once i felt the mask on my face, my eyes bled black and turned black. In the dream I have no memory of what happened until my eyes turned back to their usual color. At that point, I tried taking the mask off, but couldn't. I noticed my hands had even more blood on them than before. Once i noticed that, the mask fell to the floor and broke on impact. I looked around the room and everyone was gone and the room was destroyed other than where i stood.

I'm in the grocery store parking lot when a semi truck backs into the store's glass door and gets the truck's door stuck with the grocery store's door. No one can get in or out until I insist they take the store door off the hinges. Both doors are glass. While I'm in the parking lot, I see the wife of a man I know who lives in another state. This man and I are in love with one another. The wife doesn't know me and I over hear her talking about going to a specific named lake near where I live. The door situation is fixed and I am inside the store avoiding being seen by this man while I am shopping when suddenly he grabs me from behind and spins me around and starts kissing me.

I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

So, me and my Ex- boyfriend broke up 3 months ago, it was over something stupid and it was a mistake I regretted and didn't realize until later, I didn't cheat on him or any of those stuff, it was a dumb reason. I still have feelings for him though. Anyways, I've been having dreams about him since July. Not all the time, but a couple, maybe 4 days straight some not. a day ago i had a dream that me and him were arguing and he was screaming at me to slap him and I slapped him but not hard, it felt like someone was restraining my arm, then I startedcrying and I was really mad at him and he grabbed my face, not hard, and he kissed me, I felt my heart skip a beat. And then last night i dreamt that he kissed me again. What's this supposed to mean? I've never had dreams of where we were kissing. Can somebody tell me wht this means?

I dreamed i had a pair of dress brown pants to wear to work on monday. i was forced to marry a man i didn't know he was a powerful god; red skin big golden eyes usually wore brown pants and had horns on his forehead (tiny ones) i was a goddess; dark skin long black hair green eyes and wore a green flowy dress i have no clue what we oversaw in our positions but we hardly liked each other he already had a human woman he loved; pale skin fragil body black hair brown eyes i didn't have anyone i loved but i did have a slave that had feelings for me the woman that he loved didn't show any outer distain for me as she was the type to wander closer to weeping instead of fighting tooth and nail as stated before the god didn't like me that much i didn't like him either he was usually seen coddling his lover or being distant when i half-heartedly tried to connect with him somehow we were both placed in a marvelous bedroom by ourselves we had a confrontation on not wanting to partake in being apart of either's family but as the fight went on we grew more into eachother until a kiss happened after that the girl he loved was on her way to go back to her home and the slave busied himself with a new obsession the god and i we happy after that and then i woke up

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