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What was your last dream about?
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Sir Isaac Lime
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those hott vastus medialis in your avatar wrapped around my head
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The Shadow
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ummm....
black dress...slit was way up and...lots of cleavage
black dress...slit was way up and...lots of cleavage
Was it as good for you...The Shadow said:
My last deam I remember was messed me and one of my best friends trying to steal subway tokens.
Growth&Courage
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Just had a vivid dream last night... a very exciting one indeed.
Two individuals were after me. They had some kind of special powers I couldn't recalled but they could traced me everywhere and they were teaming up strategically to get me.
I had somekind of a magnetic power sort of like Magneto except rather than controlling metallic objects, my entire body became the site of magnetism - I could walk through walls, jump off to the next skyscraper and into the sky etc the entire time manipulating the structures of atoms of everything out there - skyscrapers, walls -physical or not. Fucking cool.
Sorry if that didn't make any sense but it was such an awesome power.
Those two individuals ended up capturing my friends and I confronted them both then the god damn alarm clock woke me up.
Two individuals were after me. They had some kind of special powers I couldn't recalled but they could traced me everywhere and they were teaming up strategically to get me.
I had somekind of a magnetic power sort of like Magneto except rather than controlling metallic objects, my entire body became the site of magnetism - I could walk through walls, jump off to the next skyscraper and into the sky etc the entire time manipulating the structures of atoms of everything out there - skyscrapers, walls -physical or not. Fucking cool.
Sorry if that didn't make any sense but it was such an awesome power.
Those two individuals ended up capturing my friends and I confronted them both then the god damn alarm clock woke me up.
We were camping in the mountains... it was sunny, but cool... we had a fire going for breakfast... we were wrapped up in one sleeping bag together finding excuses to stay there all morning. In the background I kept hearing a buzzing sound that wouldn't stop. It started to piss me off so I tossed a stick at it. I probably shouldn't have done that cause in reality I broke the lamp on my desk when I threw my pillow at the alarm clock. 
Last night I could have sworn I got my hair cut, but I woke up with my near-mullet still intact. Gotta get rid of that.
Here is the previous dream:
I was in a fast food restaurant, and waiting for my food, alone...
Then I head someone say that someone was pointing a gun at everyone in the adjacent room, part of the same restaurant. I looked over and sure enough there was a dark haired guy with a pistol, about 23 years old I guessed. He came into the room I was in and pointed his gun at me... Then he signaled me to go to the exit. Outside, there was a man around 35-40 years old, thin and medium height. While the younger guy was laughing like a twat, the old guy pointed a camera like device at me and pressed a button. "You're dead now", he said as the young guy laughed even harder
Somehow I knew that all of my identity was gone, and no matter how much I tried to prove to anyone else whom I was, no one would believe me. Then I wandered around, and found a warehouse with people in it. They were vagabond commandos, planning military missions in the surrounding residential and commercial buildings. We could look through a window and watch what was going on in the next high value condominium building.
Here is the previous dream:
I was in a fast food restaurant, and waiting for my food, alone...
Then I head someone say that someone was pointing a gun at everyone in the adjacent room, part of the same restaurant. I looked over and sure enough there was a dark haired guy with a pistol, about 23 years old I guessed. He came into the room I was in and pointed his gun at me... Then he signaled me to go to the exit. Outside, there was a man around 35-40 years old, thin and medium height. While the younger guy was laughing like a twat, the old guy pointed a camera like device at me and pressed a button. "You're dead now", he said as the young guy laughed even harder
Somehow I knew that all of my identity was gone, and no matter how much I tried to prove to anyone else whom I was, no one would believe me. Then I wandered around, and found a warehouse with people in it. They were vagabond commandos, planning military missions in the surrounding residential and commercial buildings. We could look through a window and watch what was going on in the next high value condominium building.
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