I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I had a dream my girlfriend kissed someone else in front of me cheating
Seeing mangalsutra in dream means (a hindu sacred wedding neclace)
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Ex boyfriend brushing my hair and putting it in a ponytail away from my face and I was washing my face and puppy
I was at a party at a friend's house when it got busted by the cops. We all took a run for it. It seemed as if the cops were only trying to chase me. It felt like I couldn’t run. All these years in track and running, and I couldn’t get my legs to move fast enough. I was running through a field when the cops turned into a classmate of mine that I’ve never talked to in my life. He was chasing me in an old 2001 Jeep Liberty. He was right on my tail when he jumped out of the jeep as it was still driving and tackled me, pinning me to the ground. I tried to fight him but he was too strong.
We were at work and the boss announced that he'd become a Christian and we'd no longer be producing these kind of videos. We weren't sure to believe him or not because he had horns and a devil tail sticking out the back of his pants the whole meeting
Cat with 4 tails waiting to be fed
I went to a bar with two romantically interested men. One had dips and the other told him to hurry up or he'd take his shot. We sat down at the bar and ordered drinks. They had cocktails and I had a beer. Next thing I wake up on the floor with someone i don't know spooning me. When I wiggle away he comes back and as I get up to put him in his place he leaves the bar with his friend. As I follow them out I feel insulted and violated, telling him off. Just before he reaches the exits I try to literally kick his behind but a duvet around my lower body restricts my reach and I miss short. I turn around and walk back too realize the men are gone and I ask the bartender how long I've been sleeping. 2 hours he says
Cat with five tails
Okay so last night I had this very strange dream which too an extent disturbed me for a little, I don't remember too much of it in vivid detail but here is how it pretty much went in general for the most part, I was in a cinema at first somewhere in the entrance hall next to a bunch of stairs with a red carpet and some movie posters on the wall, I think I was just wearing a normal black suit, though I think I was older then I actually am (I'm 14 year old guy but In my dream I think I was like 20 or 30) but then out of nowhere I was somewhere on the road of a town street and there was this young girl in a wheelchair in front of me, I think I remember her mom having stood next to her, I looked at this girl for a few seconds and she didn't have any striking appearance I think she had brown hair and looked pretty ordinary, however then out of nowhere I then try to choke her by grabbing her by the neck , I don't know exactly how this happened I just suddenly saw her, It kind of felt like a real version of sims in that I was both there walking and for a little bit felt like I was like this god figure above watching myself and thinking, and then for a slight second this thought weirdly came into my head to angrily choke her (I don't know why) and then as if I had no control over it it just happened, , however this choking didn't kill her and she didn't seem to lose any breath , so I then grabbed her wheelchair and launched it towards a hospital where she upon collapse lost her legs and her head, and that's pretty much all I remembered from it, this dream was kind of disturbing cause I had earlier had a similar dream in which I was walking in a dark street before entering an office and similar to the above, murdered this woman who sat by the desk by stabbing a rusty screw into one of her eyes, I don't know why I'm having these dreams It's not sexual in any way, and it leaves me feeling slightly disturbed and feeling creeped out afterwards, but for the most part it leaves me feeling dizzy or weird, so I do really appreciate it if someone could tell me the meaning behind it,
Orange two headed tabby Cat with two tails, in a colony of cats.
I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.
I am in a large, turn of the century house. I wander through it, looking for someone, but I can't remember who - or who owns the house. The dream is vivid. I can hear chickens, smell dust and mustiness in rarely used spaces, I can pick up and examine objects (many of which I remember from somewhere. These things are detailed, often personal, lovely but I can't remember who they belong to or if they might have been mine at that time somehow), I can feel the heat of the fire in the stove and delight at using the water pump in the summer kitchen. It all feels familiar as I search the house up to the attic and then down (very steep, narrow stairs to that attic!) When I get to the cellar door in the kitchen, I start to feel foreboding - but compelled to keep searching. As I go down the stairs to the cellar, I can identify the coal shed door, on old cast iron heater of some kind and another door. I look through the cellar, open the door to the coal shed and then approach the other door. It is identifiably different or out of place but I can't pin down exactly how it is different or what makes it out of place. I do "know" that I am strongly compelled to open it - and too terrified to. Extreme dread and foreboding when I reach for that doorknob usually wake me - sometimmes screaming. I have wakened my family peiodically through my life with this. I can't remember the first time I had the dream but I've had it throughout my life. It tends to leave me very nervous and unsettled, sometimes for days.