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Offline Shiela_M

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Reply #315 on: September 03, 2021, 01:12:22 AM
Maybe I’m more than a little gay... or Shiela should stop posting so many dick pics...
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I'm going to guess part A.  My vision is flooded with boobs and vag, and I've yet to have any dreams where I partake  :emot_kiss:

Oh, and not a chance. :emot_kiss:

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Reply #316 on: September 03, 2021, 04:09:57 AM
At least whatever they’re, they are happening while you’re asleep, a couple of times, this week, I have imagined tings while being drowsy but nonetheless awake.

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Reply #317 on: September 03, 2021, 01:22:53 PM
Maybe I’m more than a little gay... or Shiela should stop posting so many dick pics...
 :facepalm: :facepalm: :facepalm:

I'm going to guess part A.  My vision is flooded with boobs and vag, and I've yet to have any dreams where I partake  :emot_kiss:

Oh, and not a chance. :emot_kiss:

I've had one or two dreams where I had experiences with other guys.  I don't think I'm really attracted to men, but, given some Truth or Dare experiences in high school with others of the same sex, I know that I wouldn't be terrible if I was interested.



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Reply #318 on: September 04, 2021, 04:49:37 PM
Sometimes I have dreams about teeth and it is always a strange feeling. Nobody from my friends doesn't see teeth in their dreams.



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Reply #319 on: September 04, 2021, 10:29:19 PM
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Reply #320 on: September 20, 2021, 08:32:06 AM
No bs, but real
had a dream that i had 2 messages in my inbox here at KB
woke up to check it,
none... :facepalm:

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Reply #321 on: September 20, 2021, 02:32:23 PM
Oh, wait, I checked again, there were two, and I had seen them the first time, argh, going nuts, badly, I think lol. :facepalm: :facepalm: :emot_laughing: :facepalm:
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Reply #322 on: September 20, 2021, 03:11:59 PM
I had a very bizarre nightmare the other night.

I was in this old abandoned building that had a feel of camping to it. Like when you're a kid and you go to a camp ground andnit has a building where you'd eat and stuff like that.

Big bay windows all the way aroundwith thick dark woods on the outside, except for in the back. The back wall had a single door in the middle but on both sides there were open doorways that went straight back and the turned to their respective sides. The left doorway went left, and the right went to the right. It dark down both hallways

There were broken benches and tables scattered along the walls all the way around the big open room, and even though I couldnt see anything, I knew that the doorway to the left was filled with evil.

I suddenly lost the ability to move my own body and began to pull down my pants. I struggled to stop myself, but I kept pushing on them until they were to my knees. There was nothing sexual or arousing about it, I knew that whatever was in the hallway was having me do this so that I couldn't run.

I then began waddling down the left hallway and turned the corner. At the end of the hallway was a screen door that led outside to the dark woods, but just to the right there was another doorway that led into a big bathroom. As I approached the doorway, I saw this big shadowing claw reaching at the frame and scratching at it. When I got straight in front of the door, it looked like a large dinosaur skull with dirty tan teather drawn tight over it. It reached for me and I suddenly had strength back in my upper body so I could use my arms.

I yelled for it to die and pointed my hands at it. I was surprised to find I had a set of pistols in my hands. These pistols were unique to me as one was the sidearm I used while I was deployed in the army, and the other is the pistol my dad had given to me. The pistols acted as though they were loaded and firing whenever I pulled the triggers, but they only made the clicking sound of being dry fired.

The large lizard demon thing dissapeared, but I knew that it was not the only evil that hid in that darkness. Still not being able to move my legs, I aimed my pistols to the back of the bathroom. The skinks near the front were all hanging downward from their piping, and there were more broken benches. The stall walls separating the broken up toilets were all knocked down and rusted black, all except for the last two. Neither had doors to them, but I new the one on the left held pure evil.

I aimed at that stall and began mutter under my breath for it to go back to hell. I repeated myself over and over again. I got louder as the a black figure began to climb out from behind the wall. Long slender arms and legs and black waved hair that moved snug underwater. It had no features and just stood there. I began to squeeze the triggers of my pistols again but nothing happened, and then it moved slightly and I woke up in a heavy sweat.

I would look around the room and get my bearings. I drank water and took some aspirin and then eventually go back to sleep and the nightmare would start all over again, and once again when the slender shadowy figure moved I woke several hours later in heavy sweat. Took more tylenol and another glass of water.

On the third time through the nightmare, it was all exactly the same, and I even remembered going through it before, I knew I would beat the lizard thing, and I knew what hid behind that wall. This time however when it moved I did not wake up. It started out slow, and then with sudden spead it flew straight at my face. I screamed at it to go, I screamed for it to leave me be, and finally I screamed "fuck you" at it. My vision was filled with pale blank face screaming at me and then I woke up again in the middle of the day screaming into my pillow.

I had never before in my life had such a vivid dream/nightmare happen to me like that where it repeated itself perfectly each time several hours apart. And where were I felt such emotion, such hatred in my own head. Even now as I write this out, I'm getting chills and my skin is crawling. It really scared me something fierce. Even if I had wanted to, I dont think I could have gone back to sleep. If it hadn't been for nyquil, i probably wouldnt have slept for several days after.

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Reply #323 on: September 20, 2021, 10:05:08 PM
I had a very bizarre nightmare the other night.

I was in this old abandoned building that had a feel of camping to it. Like when you're a kid and you go to a camp ground andnit has a building where you'd eat and stuff like that.

Big bay windows all the way aroundwith thick dark woods on the outside, except for in the back. The back wall had a single door in the middle but on both sides there were open doorways that went straight back and the turned to their respective sides. The left doorway went left, and the right went to the right. It dark down both hallways

There were broken benches and tables scattered along the walls all the way around the big open room, and even though I couldnt see anything, I knew that the doorway to the left was filled with evil.

I suddenly lost the ability to move my own body and began to pull down my pants. I struggled to stop myself, but I kept pushing on them until they were to my knees. There was nothing sexual or arousing about it, I knew that whatever was in the hallway was having me do this so that I couldn't run.

I then began waddling down the left hallway and turned the corner. At the end of the hallway was a screen door that led outside to the dark woods, but just to the right there was another doorway that led into a big bathroom. As I approached the doorway, I saw this big shadowing claw reaching at the frame and scratching at it. When I got straight in front of the door, it looked like a large dinosaur skull with dirty tan teather drawn tight over it. It reached for me and I suddenly had strength back in my upper body so I could use my arms.

I yelled for it to die and pointed my hands at it. I was surprised to find I had a set of pistols in my hands. These pistols were unique to me as one was the sidearm I used while I was deployed in the army, and the other is the pistol my dad had given to me. The pistols acted as though they were loaded and firing whenever I pulled the triggers, but they only made the clicking sound of being dry fired.

The large lizard demon thing dissapeared, but I knew that it was not the only evil that hid in that darkness. Still not being able to move my legs, I aimed my pistols to the back of the bathroom. The skinks near the front were all hanging downward from their piping, and there were more broken benches. The stall walls separating the broken up toilets were all knocked down and rusted black, all except for the last two. Neither had doors to them, but I new the one on the left held pure evil.

I aimed at that stall and began mutter under my breath for it to go back to hell. I repeated myself over and over again. I got louder as the a black figure began to climb out from behind the wall. Long slender arms and legs and black waved hair that moved snug underwater. It had no features and just stood there. I began to squeeze the triggers of my pistols again but nothing happened, and then it moved slightly and I woke up in a heavy sweat.

I would look around the room and get my bearings. I drank water and took some aspirin and then eventually go back to sleep and the nightmare would start all over again, and once again when the slender shadowy figure moved I woke several hours later in heavy sweat. Took more tylenol and another glass of water.

On the third time through the nightmare, it was all exactly the same, and I even remembered going through it before, I knew I would beat the lizard thing, and I knew what hid behind that wall. This time however when it moved I did not wake up. It started out slow, and then with sudden spead it flew straight at my face. I screamed at it to go, I screamed for it to leave me be, and finally I screamed "fuck you" at it. My vision was filled with pale blank face screaming at me and then I woke up again in the middle of the day screaming into my pillow.

I had never before in my life had such a vivid dream/nightmare happen to me like that where it repeated itself perfectly each time several hours apart. And where were I felt such emotion, such hatred in my own head. Even now as I write this out, I'm getting chills and my skin is crawling. It really scared me something fierce. Even if I had wanted to, I dont think I could have gone back to sleep. If it hadn't been for nyquil, i probably wouldnt have slept for several days after.

I've found that fever dreams usually only take two forms for me, either completely bizarre or scary as all shit.

DAMN!