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I met a boy I have not

I met a boy I have not seen in a long time. We got into a fight. My hair was long and black and straight and he pulled it. He had emo hair, dyed black. All he was wearing was black, skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and converse. My clothes were the same items but had different decorations. Late we were in a car. He said something insulting and I pushed him out the window. I felt really guilty. Later on we were lying on his bedroom floor and having a deep conversation. He had seen the recent cuts that I had done on my wrists. He did because my gel bands moved too far out of place. I ended up snuggling my face into his chest. I guess we both fell asleep, because of a panicked scream from hus mother. I was not supposed to be seeing him. My parents thought he was a drug addict but he was not. Because they confronted his parents about it they got into a fight. That is why i was not supposed to see him. I was scared and he was defending me. He did used to do drugs, but he had told me that night he had gotten over his addiction for me. In the end I ended up crying into Cameron's chest. While I did he was glaring over my shoulder angrily at his mother. His mom was angry at us. But more at him than me. The next night we snuck out and ran away. After a while our deppresion got to us. When that happened we returned to the forest next to our homes and we tied the rooe to the same large tree branch. We hanged together with a final kiss. When we dropped to snap our necks, our hands were holding. Our heads were hanging down and leaned towards each other. In the rich dark brown soil in front of ys we had written our suicide note. In the end it said 'Sorry mom and dad. But you could not accept our love. It just brought us more pain. It got to be too much. We still live you all. Do not cry for us, now we will be happy. We will be together forever, having escaped from the pains of life through death.'

I met a boy I have not

I met a boy I have not seen in a long time. We got into a fight. My hair was long and black and straight and he pulled it. He had emo hair, dyed black. All he was wearing was black, skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and converse. My clothes were the same items but had different decorations. Late we were in a car. He said something insulting and I pushed him out the window. I felt really guilty. Later on we were lying on his bedroom floor and having a deep conversation. He had seen the recent cuts that I had done on my wrists. He did because my gel bands moved too far out of place. I ended up snuggling my face into his chest. I guess we both fell asleep, because of a panicked scream from hus mother. I was not supposed to be seeing him. My parents thought he was a drug addict but he was not. Because they confronted his parents about it they got into a fight. That is why i was not supposed to see him. I was scared and he was defending me. He did used to do drugs, but he had told me that night he had gotten over his addiction for me.

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