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 husband died. I have never dreamt of him until the other night. I have found dimes 3 or 4 times when there were decisions I just made or needed to make. The first scene I dreamed I was laying in bed and my dead husband was laying to my right and the man I’m interested in was on my left. Although there was nothing said in the dream the next scene I saw, I remember it looked like I was leaning toward or was slightly above the new interest (like maybe I was raising up to kiss him or crawling over the new man) and looking back to my left and seeing my husband laying there. From the view perspective I was in the middle dead husband was behind me, new man in front of me. There were no negative feelings but there really was not any good or positive feelings either. What does this mean????
I attended a concert with a guy I have a crush on. He had friends there also. A dark haired woman confronted the guy and was upset that he was on a date with me and that they have children but he does not have children. We know each other in waking life in the past and he looked like back then 20 years ago. Other activities were at the concert and I took off my shoes, white sneakers. When I returned to get my shoes the dark haired woman was there and struggled to take my sneakers. I took another pair of sneakers that fitted, black and more worn with a rip near the toe area. The dark haired woman appeared to just finish selling tickets there and was upset her dog was in a car accident and I posted online about a dog in mishap. Much less severe and I was insensitive. The guy I’m with left the concert to meet up with his friends elsewhere
It was raining and I couldn’t catch a bus so I caught a taxi and the taxi drivers were kidnapping me. so i called my grandma and told her what was happening, what they looked like, where we were going. then i hung up and jumped out the car. everyone was trying to kill me. it was a competition for women to kill women and be the last one standing. a man killed me and i’m a woman
It was raining and I couldn’t catch a bus so I caught a taxi and the taxi drivers were kidnapping me. so i called my grandma and told her what was happening, what they looked like, where we were going. then i hung up and jumped out the car. everyone was trying to kill me.
I was about sixteen years old. i was dating a guy i really loved. i have never seen that man in real life and i cant remeber what he looked like. but one day he commited suicide and i was broken. i cried day and night. and i cant reameber properperly but the apartment he lived in was also burnred down after he died. and then his sister tried to console me. i cried infront of her and she held me. and eventually i fell for his sister. we never started officially dating but we looved each other. and at last we visited the apartment my boyfriend used to live in. it was abandoned now. i dont remeber anything after that
My ex boyfriend was in a brownish grey suite (looked like a prison scrubs type clothing) and holding a white tarantula that had spider webs connected to it.
One day I had a dream about being in a school basement and then we went into lockdown and in the basement and it was a wide open basement and I hid under my desk and called my friend and he said someone shot a teacher and I was scared and all of a sudden I remember someone came running down the stairs I was scared cause I thought it was the robber but then he said hey get up and I checked my phone and he was wearing what my friend texted me what the guy looked like and he was right there and so I ran from him and he shot at me but missed then I woke up
The first thing I remember from the dream was I was walking down an old paved road with my sister Caitlin. On the right of the paved road was a very large river. The landscape looked like something out of the video game Skyrim but more realistic. As we were walking we came upon a dirt mound in the middle of the paved road. We avoided walking over it and when I asked my sister Caitlin what it was and she told me it was her dead father. Then both of us continued to walk without saying a word. We finally stopped at a part of the river that was more shallow than the rest of it. In the water were another two of my sisters Carissa and Hallie. I got into the water and it was about waist high. We conversed for a little while (I don’t remember what was being said). Something moved in the water and I asked them what it was. They told me it was an alligator. I think I caught a glimpse of it. I asked them if we should get out and they told me it was fine. I was starting to get nervous. Suddenly without warning the sky turned dark and the clouds started to swirl. I then started being thrown about in the water and felt pain in my leg. I was being pulled under and I couldn’t breathe. I was screaming for my sister to help me as they just stood and watched me get killed by the alligator.
Trump and Putin were meeting in Helsinki. Trump was performing fellatio on Putin in preparation for the semenancy ritual. Just as Putin was about to come on Trump's face Ivanka came bursting into the room and screamed "Nyet!! Nyet!! Please Vladimir use me instead!" Putin looked like he could just barely hold off ejaculating but he asked Ivanka why he shouldn't used Donald Trump's face as his semenancy canvas. She replied that Trump's makeup was so thickly applied that any semen blasted onto his face would turn into a muddy orange mess before the augery could be completed. Putin explained that Russian semenancers were far superior to their American counterparts in this regard and that Ivanka need not worry. With that he unloaded all across Trump's upturned eager face and snapped his fingers for the semen divination mind control reading to commence.
My dad's cast was on a different hand and then it went back to normal, but he denied that it was ever on the other hand. I hid in the bathroom, but I couldn't seem to completely hide and my head was still visible to other people. Two friends of mine gave me two big jugs of what looked like juice, but ended up being alcohol. My mom ended up disciplining my siblings, but when she went to discipline me, she taped me to the door to where I couldn't escape, without discipling me. I bashed my head into the door until I could finally get free.