Ctrl + v 'ing the incoherent mumbles from my iphone notes app-- usually written immediately post-wakeup cuz i forget my dreams lol. typos and grammar issues galore :D
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Keep having reoccuring dreams I’m back in high school because something terrible happened where everyone in my graduating class's diploma wasn’t valid, so we all had to go back for a remedial course to get a valid diploma.
Someone kept posting creepy anonymous videos from the apartments I live in on social media. everyone in town/ the surrounding city tried to hunt them down. They keep throwing eggs at houses and leaving weird cryptic pages like slender man. they wore a mask sorta looking like konig from COD but had a mouth hole too. I joined the military/police for some reason, everyone had to because of a draft, though the government made a deal where college students could be “backup” reserves and basically be censorship/ general peace keepers/ civil servants so we could still go to uni . Me and the SAME DUDE FROM A RANDOM CLASS LAST SEMESTER WHO I NEVER EVEN FUCKING SPOKE TO ONCE (I’m angry at myself... why won’t my subconscious let him go?!????!!! Move on!! ) was my assigned partner where we tasked to find the “terrorist” who’s been leaving all the cryptic messages.
At night, we found him, the guy who’s been posting the weird videos, his username was something like gfsdhhvblhfddchhv (gibberish) and I was running after him. tbh irdc, I was anti war too and thought the guys videos were just art projects but a higher up in the military said I could go on leave for a few weeks as a reward if I caught him, so I half-assed tried to catch him. ended up in a highspeed chase that lead to a dark stairway of an abandoned apartment building (building D, their was several buildings lettered from a-k with 3-7 units inside). It was abandoned cuz someone died from ebola/ the hoa quarantined the body in their unit/ left the body there?? Anyways, suspect was cornered. I had a stun gun/ sedative weapon so even tho bro was stronger than me I could still take him down.
Mf pulls down the mask and reveals IT WAS MY PARTNER (what a twist, fucking predictable brain -_-) n I obv didn’t turn him in bc he wasn’t a civilian and would get court martialed if caught + i didn’t even really want to catch the guy cuz I thought censorship was fucking stupid.
We sat on the stairs just talking for some time. He showed me his phone and it was the same account/confirmed he was behind it.
Me n bro became pretty good friends by then in the dream. He had been squatting in a abandoned apartment unit across from the body. I asked if there was still maggots and flies and he said no, took my hand lead me in to see the body that was now a dry skeleton from how old it was/ no longer contagious. I said “that’s enough” (I wanted to throw up) and he lead me out, took me into his apartment and gave me a tour. It was really dark but not super dirty, just sparsely furnished. Bro was eating spaghetti os from the can, I was like “dude go to my house for dinner my mom would be more than happy to provide for u” then dude grabbed my hand again, went to kiss it then a centipede with long arms crawled on my hand. I woke up.
super long dream wowza. god. i need to fix my sleep schedule :/
Dream an entire family lived in the walls at an old house from my childhood. We moved back and saw they were there. I was also 11 years old again and fully goth -- like full trad goth look. There was another girl with me, who was “my friend” even tho she was a total stranger / some random character my brain made up to fill the “friend” role. We went on some dr Phil esq talk show that gave us a “normal” makeover.
Also the phrase “Eating cheese and slap me sideways” was a popular slang phrase
There was an affluent asf family whos father was witnesses to a murder/robbery in the 70s, they called them the 12-step-well family because they built a well/underground tube network 12 stories deep in the ground and also the was a mob-type lawyer to a rich asf tequila company (12 step, alcoholism..haha get it). i was able to see flashbacks in 3rd person. the dad was in the 70s was lawyer, witnessed, and represented a skinny guy, black clothes , a ted kaczynski lookalike guy who shot a worker in a corner store/ gas station. he was able to acquit him of charges and the case went cold/ no one was framed because it was easier to say “a homeless man did it”. the ted kaczynski like guy was a rich kid who was associated with the lawyers family. 40 years later, they moved into my neighborhood, rich asf in witness protection but everyone knew/ the public knew there was no Justice, but the neighbors didn’t care since they were also rich fucks with no moral compass.
Had a super smart daughter that looked like Natalie Portman and I was friends with her. The family built an underground cave network under our college and we hung out in there when it wasn’t flooded. I guess I didn’t have a moral compass too cuz tbh I’m so lonely idc if ur a terrible person I need friends lool and she was nice , was naive, the kind of rich kid who can’t watch SpongeBob or eat red dye 40 but generally very sweet. She had no idea of her familys past. I wasn’t gonna be the one to enlighten her and make her hate her family..cuz like she NEEDS HER FAMILY MONEY cuz like rich ppl cant survive in the real world + she was gonna find out eventually now that she was an adult in public university also what good will it do to turn her against her family now. I woke up before she found out.
Dream i had put a cicada in my mouth , left side under my tongue sorta. I basically always had to “mew” to close my mouth. Part of a weird art project/stunt where me and this Mexican girl would go to McDonald’s and twitch stream and dance to a green screen with psychedelic music and IRL Walmart leech people harassment, just bullying people and being mean nuisances in public. One stream, in the parking lot of McDonalds, I tried pulling the cicada out my mouth but it wanted to burrow in/ wouldn’t let go. Wasn’t painful, but I ended up crushing it while trying to pull it out my mouth and all it’s bug guts tasted like metal. I was only able to yank its torso out, its legs were still firmly attached along with some chunks after I pulled most of it out. Some of its shell stayed/ weird shedding so I had to brush my teeth/ scrape it off. Tasted like juicy bloody metal weird. Keep trying to fly.
For some reason my dentists son was there (my dentist is close to a mcdonalds). I never met his son but as an imaginary brain character my head dreamed up, knew it was his son for some reason. The dentist 9 yo son got out of the dentist building (bc in my dream for some reason ppl live where they work), and got mad at us for being loud since they had work in the morning. Me pulling out the cicada made everything loud— ppl grossed on twitch and my entourage (my brother was there too) were oooooing and awwwwweing and being generally disgusted at it. I didn’t really feel gross, just the taste disturbed me. We kept getting death threats on twitch chat LOL.
Blood-thirsty killer monkeys took over North America. Started off as them appearing in public parks, getting animal control called, escalating into a violent altercation / all out war.
One monkey wanted to kill my ”dad” specifically. targeted him. She was pretty girl, half-monkey half-human who had some sort of undisclosed "past" she was resentful for with him.. hybrid monkey-humans are accepted by monkeys/non violent to them, but suspicious humans still see them as threats,, lots of tension.
"Dad" in ".." bc it wasnt my dad irl, it was some random white guy meant to fill the role of "dad".
I don’t ever dream of my real dad DAD. hes never present in my dreams,, idk why. My parents aren’t even divorced, no step dads, still live with both parents, idk why theres just some random dude that fills the character role in my dream bc dreams are like unconscious brain movies.
Couldn’t leave the house out of fear of getting attacked by monkeys . the entire county was on a quarantine, we basically had to do school reminiscent lockdown drills if they were near our property/seen on security cameras near by.
Took a road trip into disputed territory, the half girl tried to shoot my dad but he wrestled the gun away and he shot at gas station causing a fiery explosion in monkey territory which killed the entire monkey population near by Except humans, we survived.
there was lots of advertising about how living in monkey territory is cheep, since humans dont want to live there, but the monkeys would be resentful/violent since we stole their land.
Humans revolted, inspired by “human spirit” and a weird collectivist human-earth patriotism that united people across the globe, wanted to reclaim our spot as top food chain predators in the ecosystem.
i was so so worried about my mom. she got non-leathally attacked by a monkey and I wanted to kms if my mom died I love my mom. she was recovering in hospital so i told her I’d kms if she died, she said if she sees me in Heaven immediately after her own death so soon and she’s be mad at me like "why df did u kys"
The dream was pretty normal. I wasn’t doing anything memorable, just @ home. All was fine except for the fact that pineapple was growing out of my skin.
It didn’t hurt to remove, sorta just flaked off in large pineapple chunks. Mostly localized in my chest/torso region,, also my back. It looked like i had huge pineapple titties but didn’t really deform my figure.
I ate some the chunks that fell off and it tastes metallic, like blood..very “human” tasting as I assume a pineapple would if only watered by bodily fluids such as blood and sweat.
People didn’t think it was abnormal or that I was a freak. Recognized as a normal condition that can happen in young people much like puberty
I was at an old job, host at a restaurant. Two customers came in, I work in a restaurant and they asked about ordering chips/salsa. I said they can go to the bar and gave them a menu. They then tried to scare me by carving gibberish into a the host stand table thingy with a matte blue pocket knife. I said that was a cool knife/asked where they got it. They didn’t answer and asked where I lived so I told them stupidly— I didn’t think it through and said it automatically because I’ve been filling out a lot of government forms recently. i got a gut feeling they wanted to kill me/kidnap me. They then said they needed to talk alone together in private, i got a really bad gut feeling, so I left and started crying to my mom about what happened because I was scared. My mom works with me at the restaurant irl too and i woke up before calling the police.