Dreams and Nightmares

I had this dream where I was in my school. I went to the girls bathroom and all of a sudden I saw my ex-crush and he was like leaning against the stall.
Me: Do you need something...? o.o
Him: No one's here, were alone.
AND I'M LIKE HOLY CRAP! HE'S GONNA MURDER ME. He moved closer towards me and he was like;
Him: Why don't you notice me now?
Me: Wtf... give me some space bro.
Him: I like you. I love you!
Me: Cool story bro...
He gave me some space and then sat down with his hands in his face. I felt genuinely sorry for him so I was like;
Me: You know I'll be your girlfriend for a day.
Him: Really? Thanks!
After that I sat down with him and we held hands until I woke up. IT WAS A WEIRD DREAM... I STILL DON'T HAVE FEELINGS FOR HIM SO LIKE o_O

I had a dream recently, my friend in jail had gotten out (Which gets out next week sometime), So he gets out and we are at a party but I didn't know he was there until he walked up to me, he was drunk. Now he has told me multiple times that when he gets out of jail that he wont be doing any of that stuff, I did noticed on his facebook that a lot of people that didnt contact him the whole time he was in jail are now all happy that he s getting out..
Back to the dream.
I was mad that he was drunk but happy to him, Though extremly mad that he was drunk. Because his drinking could lead to other things, so I kinda bitched him out like wtf are you doing? and he kind of just pushed what I said off and pulled me over to the bar.

I really hope he doesn't get out of jail and get pulled into the bad crowd we both know..

---

I also had a reoccurring dream that I had a boyfriend and he was just amazing and made me extremly happy.
A day later after the dreams, I started talking to my friend again (as friends) and two days after that My old best friend contacted me out of no where and we talked in his car for like an hour. =)

Then I had a dream that I had a damn wildlife reservation in my back yard, I had coyotes chillen on a rock (Which I do have them in my yard-the coyotes) I had the fox running around and then a god damn cougar trying to eat me and the kids around.

Okay thats all for now. LOL

Eh. I'm a lucid dreamer so you can only imagine the crazy shit I dream about nearly every night. The dreams are always so vivid and in color. I sort of feel like I'm watching tv in my head as I sleep. It's nuts but the dreams I have most are zombie dreams. They are never the same but they freak me out the most because as I said, they are so real! Like...I'll wake up after one and look around my room frantically to be sure there are no zombies in there even though I know that they don't exist. Someone looked up the dream meaning for me and it supposedly means that I'm stressed which I am actually. I just don't enjoy feeling panic in my dreams.

I tend to have repeated dreams involving my ex with other women, or just replaying the act of him leaving me. It truly sucks. I can't remember the last time I had a dream that I didn't consider a personal nightmare.

Ha, my "nightmares" aren't really scary, but they are at the same time. My dreams are amazing though. I remember one I had, I was in a car with Jacob (from Twilight) and we were driving down this highway and the sky was orange with white "spongebob" flower clouds. He manifested a rose and I was all like "How'd you do that?!" and he said "Just close your eyes and picture it" so I went home and pictured myself with all of these piercings XD It was flippin awesome!

A nightmare I had when I was 7 was... This older lady went to a spa to get a facial, but the old guy putting the "mud" on her face actually put concrete. When the concrete dried, he chopped it up with an ax. I woke up, sobbing. Mind you, I was 7. Ha, so yeah.

I had a dream last night where Tom Hiddleston was my teacher and he was telling me in front of everybody that I was failing his class due to too many absences. What obviously makes no sense. I mean. If Hiddles was my teacher I would NEVER skip classes. Anyway. In my dream I went "if you really were a nice guy you would let me pass anyway". And Tom made such a sad face like he was going to cry.

Moral of the story: not even asleep I can stop being mean.

I made Tom effing Hiddleston cry.

I have really messed up dreams. Every time I dream it's always some form of nightmare/and/or weirdness. My last dream was that I was a boy with blonde, short hair and I was kidnapped from my room (which was at my grandparent's house). I was taken to a hospital which I wasn't sure was on a different planet or a different dimension, and I was put on a gurney. I was falling in and out of consciousness. Throughout those waking moments I saw organs laid on tables and surgeries in rooms I'd pass by. I quickly realized that these people (whom I knew weren't human) weren't taking us for our bodies, they were taking what was inside of us. They took a baby from a pregnant woman out and let the woman die.

I was later placed in a room which I spent a lot of time in (how much time, I'm not sure.) There was mold around the window and a sink next to my bed, which had an electrical generator underneath the rusty pipes. I was very weak and could hardly stand. I remember nurses who looked like humans, but were not, visiting me frequently. I spilled water on the generator and sparks flew from it, but they didn't do anything but tell me gently not to do that. Somehow, I knew that was my way out; to destroy the generator.

My dream went on a lot longer than that, but then it would be a massive text post I am not too willing to drone on about. xD

Does anybody besides me dream in the point of view from an opposite gender?

This dream actually happened like a week and a half ago, it was so weird. I had just moved in with my friend Kenzie and her mom (when actually I'm not moving till this Saturday), but like...it was just Kenzie and I at home. We're just chillin' and whatnot and then weird stuff starts to happen. Somehow, a dude with a machete gets into our house and is trying to kill us. We're running around like chickens with their head cut off. Suddenly, I wake up.
But here's the kicker, I wake up screaming and swinging at the air with an OPEN switchblade in my hand. Two things cross my mind: why the hell was there a guy with a machete in my new house and how the hell did I manage to open up my blade IN MY SLEEP?

This is the result of watching Awkward interviews before bed, I swear.

I had a dream that I met Matty McKibben / Beau Mirchoff. We were all hanging around this soccer field and he started talking to me and it was just great and he was so nice & funny like I expected.

I had this weird dream that a doughnut chased me. After I got away, it turned into a fork, spoon, then melted. I woke up and I was like, "Huh?"

I've strangely been having a series of reoccurring dreams that seem to follow a story of sorts, if anything. They all take place is either the distant past or the far future (I am not sure at all), on this city in the sky; sort of like Babylon. Everyone in the dream that is a resident of the airbourne city (including myself) is secretly a warrior trained in ancient sky-fighter ways to battle the intruders that try and break down the walls of the city. It's actually kind of neat. :)

Last night I had an awesome dream where Tim Kinsella (one of my biggest inspirations in the way I write) taught my history class one day - which, for starters, is weird because I've graduated high school... Anyways, he was teaching us about Roman numerals for some reason and then he went off on an existential ramble and started rolling around on the floor. It was really weird. I wasn't surprised about that in the dream, though. I was flailing on the inside in excitement and nobody else knew who he was, but mannnn, it was cool. Probably the closest thing I'll ever be to meeting either of the Kinsella bros.

Hello, revival! Good evening to you all.

I've had this recurring dream since I was a little thing. It only happened for a few years though, and it was fairly simple.

There was a massive room━not big, not huge, not large, massive. A good few thousand meters or longer, ceiling lost in shadow, walls to either side the only visible bits of it. It was white. At one end, there was a large grate (like those over A/C vents) that took up the entire wall, covering two huge fans. The electronic sort. At the other end, a window set high into the wall. There was a voice over an intercom system and I somehow knew that the way out was through the metal grate at the other end.

Here's the catch: all across the floor were thousands of obstacle things, like those foam cylinders and things you see in exercise gyms. If I touched one, it changed to a new shape, and I lost. So I had to avoid them.

I was given a certain time (dunno how long) to run from the lit side of the room to the end. Luckily, the floor was at a sharp decline, so moving forward was easy. Navigating was the difficult part. Each time, I would run out of time, and the fans at the other end would activate with a deafening roar and the dream was over.

perhaps this explains my surrealistic tendencies.

I've never had a recurring dream. I did once wake and remember about six different dreams I'd had that night (and the transitions between them, so the order they happened in). It was... Freaky. There seemed to be a theme of being left alone in the dark. In one of the dreams I was being yelled at by a primary school teacher (there was an indoor swimming pool. I forgot my kit). The last dream (that I can remember) ended with me about to get mugged barefoot in the snow at a cash machine.

Unfortunately, it's pretty easy to pinpoint exactly where they all come from. Simple fears of being left alone in the dark. The horrible stuff we had to put up with from that primary school teacher. Swimming pretty much caused me to be depressed for nearly two years and started my panic attacks. Getting mugged? You guessed it, another fear. My subconscious brain isn't exactly the most poetic and symbolic.

This was last night...I was in this beachnhouse with 2 other girls I didn't know and my 'ex' I guess you could call him...anyway, this girl who looked like me but was skinnier and her hair was blonder and her boobs were bigger and she was just perfect in every way posibal, was sitting on my 'ex's' lap. Well in this dream we were all talking and I was watching them and they were laughing and I finally called him out on it and I pulled him out of the house and that's all I remember...it was all bright and happy but I remember feeling pissed!!!

I often have lucid dreams. I almost always realize that I'm dreaming, but I usually wake myself up. When I have time to sleep in on weekends, I can put myself back in the dream if I just woke up. It's the reason why I can sleep over twelve hours; I just don't want to pull myself out of my dreams.

Setting and scenery are huge parts of my dreams. Every detail and color has to be crisp and clear.

I had a dream last night and lots of Mibbians featured in it. It was odd to say the least. kitsch was sleeping the whole time in my grandparents spare room (it took place at their house) and everyone else was in the kitchen talking. I just wandered around and tried to drag kitsch to the kitchen so she could talk to people too.
But then I woke up and my family was bashing around in the kitchen and they were trying to wake me up, so it could have just been a dream representation of that current moment in time.

^ I was totally you and that's awesome. I. Am. Sheepcat.

Well I have dreams where I meet people that I haven't seen before in a long time. Or at all. Like I have dreams where I reunite with people who I never consciously think of when I'm awake. I don't know why. Recently, I had a dream that I fell in love with a former teacher. Creeped me out so badly because of the circumstances surrounding that person. Then I had a dream fairly recently where I met an online friend IRL and it was awkward and they didn't really want to be my friend anymore. I don't like dreaming.

I had a really weird dream the other night where I went to the same college as somebody I'm in a mutual with on Tumblr, and we were friends in real life in the dream. She was in one of my textbooks, too - there was an entire page with a picture of her on a motorcycle sailing through the sky. There was a tiny little caption underneath the picture.

The caption read "Nyoom." Weirdest dream I've had in a while.

Recently I had a dream where a friend and I were infiltrating a mafia boss hideout and I was given a shotgun with blanks and the safety on. Just. What.

Then of course I had to have a nightmare where multiple people were trying to rip my teeth out of my mouth. I always have weird as hell nightmares involving either my teeth falling out or taken out or something. What the actual fuck is going onnnnn.