I was getting moderate sized breast implants but the doc didn’t finish and I was walking around cut open and leaking.
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I was getting moderate sized breast implants but the doc didn’t finish and I was walking around cut open and leaking. A beautiful woman was trying to kill me. My (fake irl) boyfriend helped me kill her. Then time swapped and I was her, trying to kill me. Standing in a grocery store drinking chocolate soy milk. At work I was sent money and tomatoes. I had fallen in love with everyone. I had bad head injuries and had to be hospitalized. A giant sale of every kind of candy. Bad haircuts. I used a wheelchair so people had to get out of my way. My dad and I were at a performance of multiple genres of art. Cat adoption was going on. In late January, I started taking medicine for my depression. At first, it wasn’t effecting much, and then my dreams became much more vivid. More than I could even think about posting in less than 140 characters. More than I wanted to remember. Obscure and insane. Vivid and jam packed with events, details, and crazy happenings that didn’t make sense. So I stopped tweeting my dreams. I’ve still been having them, and they’ve still been that crazy, but I’m going to start trying to work on compiling them again. Even if they’re too intense, I am going to twitter out the most important or vivid events. If I can’t complete the dream in one tweet, I’m going to make an indication of that (maybe just “More.” at the end of the tweet) but I won’t keep a record of anything else. I went through and categorized the dreams from November until late January. It’s very funny to look back through them. It seems my dreams go in cycles. I will dream about the same thing over and over for a while and then it goes away. I also found out in November about how phobic I am of really huge numbers when I dreamed about a giant amount of souls in Demon’s Souls. I’m going to start trying to tweet again tomorrow. Dan proposed to me with a jankety ring with streamers and a bell coming off of it. Rom was playing smrpg on a japanese cart that was completely different. I was a man performing sexual acts on groups. The last was a DP situation that wouldn’t be possible IRL. |
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