beautiful liar wrote:i had a dream that i fell in front of a subway train. again. second time i've had this dream since saturday. :\
that reminds me. today the subway car was zipping along fine when there was this HUGE bump. everyone in the train was looking at one another wild-eyed. my friends and i all thought simultaneously of running over someone. *shudder*
well i'm always fascinated by the thought of getting hit by the subway. i can't ever stand waiting without looking off the platform at the track and thinking 'what would it feel like to have a racing subway run over me?' and i think of the squishy crunchy meaty noise it would make.
yeah, me too. i plan on dying falling from a height. that rush of wind before the inevitable. not an airplane though. i dont want to die on impact. i want to feel my bones breaking and the life leaving me and the intense pain and agony.
happening fish wrote:I just had an extensive dream that involved me having to use my hands and my wits to murder some people extremely violently, including one hot guy who was so impressed with how hard I tried to kill him that when he recovered from his mauling he asked me out.
I'm losing my mind.
I think you need to unleash some of that pent up tension you got inside you.
Sexual frustration!!
Is it a job for *commerical voice* TROJAN MAN!? Sorry, I still have that left in my head from when me and my friend kept saying it.
Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf Once you're lost in twillights's blue You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile It hides all the teeth, my dear, What's behind them...
So glad you could stay Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man There's blood on the blade Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue Shadows creep & dance the walls He's creeping too..
i once dreamed i was part of a trapeze circus troupe and had to climb walls and shit during an actual olp show. they played clumsy. it was dark and crazy and stuffs.
I had a dream where I died once. Though, mine started off as a hot sex dream but, it quickly went to shit because my female companion put a hollow point slug into my brain. I remember falling onto the hardwood floor and laying there, watching at her as she walked towards me then, BOOM! She shot me when I was down. Bitch.
wooooah. that's not quite the same as my dream. In my dream where i died, i was sittin in my old house, in my basement and on the couch we used to have before my dad burned it. (that was my favorite couch by the way)
and i took a razor to my wrists and then went to show my mother.
then i layed down and died.
twas creeepy. ack.
no happy beginning.
<b><3</b> Katie! ~ proud member of the anti-milk alliance
<b> "well i'm not sleeping, you're not here"</b><br>
"and the lonliness leads to bad dreams, and the <b>bad dreams lead me to calling you</b>, and i call you and say...<i>come here</i>"
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