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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My sons nipples were large and getting ready to fall off, they were separating from his skin
Dead father asking money
Alexys and my brother Spencer were walking around town and they walked by a house where my mom lived (she doesn’t live there in real life). Knocking on the door was a little girl who was from Japan. Alexys and Spencer told the little girl that this was our mom's house so they were asking if they could help the little girl. She said, “I just wanted to tell your mom that your grandma said everything's going to be okay.” She had this dream about a month after my grandma passed away.
I ripped off my skin and my heart was missing then the person who I love brought it and put it on it place
I dreamtof my mom who recently died in the dream I remembered that she had died. I kept asking her if she remembered and she was confused because things were missing off her phone. I kept saying "you don't remember" and pushing her in the head
The whole state of Montana caught fire, my dead mother was alive in my dream and I kept asking her "you don't remember" as she was going through her phone it was missing things off of it. My grandma was moving to texas with my little sister and I begged her to let me go with because I didn't want to die in Montana, everything was on fire. Someone tore a water tower down and it ended up spilling into the pools, it didnt help the fire.... it just kept going at the end of the dream my grandma finally agreed to me going with her and my sister and she was helping me pack but all that was there was some muppet stuffed animals that we were putting into boxes
My ex boyfriends dad came to me asking about my salary needs and other living needs
So..there was me my mom my uncle my nana and papi and my 4 other cousins and we were inside of our house and then suddenly we heard this huge BANG so my uncle looked outside and it was this..HUGE robot..he had blood on him and his eye's glowed red and blue and he had a blue and yellow party hat he had wire's instead of skin and he looked inside the window all we saw was his eye so we tried to run out of the house and into my uncle's truck only a couple of us could fit so my mom and nana hid in the back shed behind the house my papi grabbed a gun and shot at the weird robot i was shaking in my dream not in real life just in my dream because i was so horrified i was crying in my dream and kept saying we're gonna die! then i woke up and i was still terrfied a bit but i got over it..
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.