Recent dreams containing foe

An old friend, working together, I have two apparent sores or injuries to my left foearm

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What foes it mean when a dead person say I am thirsty

Urinating in a bucket and going on foever

I was told to go into a room. There was something there I had to confront, and it didn't like people as a rule. So I went in, and there was a sleeping ostrich. I walked up to it and stared. It cranes it's neck back and looked at me. We stares at each other for a while until it pecked me on the mouth. Then there was an understanding of acceptance and victory. It was my friend, not foe.

I've never had a nightmare in my life. Not truly. I have complex dreams with detailed and intricate plots, often including demons and foes who would do harm. If not for me. I am socially interactive and whatnot, but dream me is emotionless. I am, in dream, the most effective version of myself. Strong enough to kill off the hordes of zombies. I hunt the wolves that seek me. I defeat the fastest warriors. Battles of words. Fights beyond fist. Every scenario I could not do. I use others, never directly hurt them, to obtain my objective, I myself would not do this. I am "better" in my dreams and I destroy my nightmares. But, is it possible he is the true nightmare? A shell of myself, void of emotions. Using solely the most effective methods. Doing what I could never do. What happens if I were to fight him. His will would make me believe I would win. Then again, it's his will. I am him, he is me. What is he? Who am I? Could it be I aspire to him and he aspires to me? Btw, I'm not crazy. No really. I'm dramatic but what are these dream. Who do I become?

Witing foe a bus to school and when it is finally came, left me

Tied by the ankles underwater screaming foe help but noone can hear me so i help my self and untie myself. I float to the surface of the water and black shadows chase me and i realise i was better of under the water

I sat on a settee. My ex husband lay on the settee in the foetal position with his head on my lap. I stoked his head. He seemed comfortable. Most of his hair was grey.

girlfriend ignore me and surrounded by my foes