Aw hell

I post dreams I have. Maybe a few thoughts that pop into my mind or something. I pray to whatever higher being in the universe that people I know don't recognize this.

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aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh Fk’in hell, these goddamn hormones are killing from the inside out. Startin’ to think I’m goin’ bipolar or gettin’ mood swings. I’m depressed over the most useless thing, I’m selfish, I’m doubting friends that would be there for me, been procrastinating life for weeks. I shouldn’t be cryin’, yet I am. ‘Depressed’ over being bored of school, no, teachers, people are fine. I could probably endure even if I’m anti-social, socially awkward and what-not, but nooooooooo.... Hormones get in my way of doing what I want. Can’t confess to my friends and family because I haven’t fully confessed to myself. Goddamnit, nature, stop giving me feels when I don’t know how to feel in other situations! Can’t act human for crap.

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Prepare for a wall of text!

Dream feb 11, 2015

Team of adventurers. Lived at a modern house, pretty nice. Group of like 5+ people, a bit rich I guess. Doesn't have the best equipment. They enter a dungeon/raid/boss battle/ tournament place where many try to defeat a giant fearsome dinosaur. Many are better off winning.One guy with a single sword and light armor seems to be the leader. I think there's some other people behind him. Another guy behind 'me'. I dunno if it's me. But 'I' am a man, in a cloak. This seems like it's a game and we have inventories. I have two swords in my inventories, originally they are meant to be handled one at a time, one is orange and green, a sword(short sword?) and the other is purple and green a long sword. I also have a metal dagger. And other things?. For some reason I'm panicked and I say" what do we do? We can't win like this! What do we do?!" And I remember something like I can't use my weapons the way they are. And the leader try ing to comfort me tries to see if he has anything. All the people in the group know each other. Then I hold my self together and try something that hasn't been done. My dagger is broke from the hilt. I grab the short sword. You can mold your sword with your mind. So I made it a dagger that was extremely sharp and grabbed the blade of my metal dagger, stuck it in the orange liquid and made my orange blade double sided. The excess liquid drained to the handle and the blade set. I then took out my purple long sword and did the same, my long sword was a higher quality so it made up for not having add ons. I then said I don't need anything to the leader. I also added some small shields to my arms. I felt that I could cut down anything, and I tried to fight the best. Our team went and fought. Honestly we were almost a family.

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Dream #1

 Here’s my first dream I managed to record in words. Unedited in all it’s glory so you can’t understand why or what it’s talking about. Don’t worry though, it’s a dream, you don’t need to understand.

Dream jan 31 2015

It's night. I'm waking along, to where, I don't remember. I sense someone is following me and start to run faster while glancing behing me. There's a man with black hair and a black trench coat. I think this is more animeish but I don't see his face, the hair is animey. Something happens, I don't remember, he's in front of me, like 15 feet. He keeps walking and picks up what looks like a large knife. He stabbed a guy with it and turns to look at me. He's coming, fear rises. he's going to do the same to me, he's going to kill me! I start to run and I reach the end of a long street in front of me. 

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Another opponent comes from the right side of the end. I realize this is a tournament, a game. Some kind of fight. I run to the left and grab the weapon the black man had. An arrow. I throw it at another person in front of me, they are on the next street. It hits his crotch area... He screams in pain, but the arrow doesn't go through him.I say I'm sorry and look away . The person from the right is throwing an arrow. It hits me and I feel a little pain. I jump up really high to the left and try to fly away. Arrows are aimed at me. By the time I had jumped the black man was close, but he never did anything. 

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Before I say anything, no, I am not racist. I don’t really think about race when it comes to judging someone. No, I’m not ‘white’.  Now... Some people are going to get angry at me for saying this. Maybe many. I’m not saying I’m supporting ISIS or Trump. After watching this video: http://www.breitbart.com/london/2015/11/11/watch-anti-migrant-video-going-viral-across-europe/ I realized immigration is not what I thought it was. I’m 99% sure that some parts of the video are edited so you start to hate immigrants, though. Some of these people are obviously NOT refugees. Some of these people are obviously NOT peaceful. Like damn. I was expecting the whole sneak in as a refugee while yer actually a terrorist thing and that not all immigrants will be... Peaceful... But this is way too far. This scares me. And my last statement may sound racist. “Breed out the native people” Wtf? That’s not something I want happening. (Tbh, westerners aren’t really the ‘native’ people, but you get what I mean. I hope that the government can improve immigrant control. 

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Ovaries exploded. 

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Are there dogs that don’t hump things?

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I wish people would stop asking me where I think I’m going to be in 5 years. I don’t have 2020 vision.

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Arrrrrrrrrrrggghhhh..... Older sibling calls *me* lazy for not making them food. I tell em to go make something. “I don’t know how to cook!”, “I don’t know how to use a toaster oven!”. Tells em there’s food all over the house. “THAT’S NOT DINNER!!!” WTF DO YOU WANT FROM ME. WHY DO I HAVE TO COOK FOOD FOR YOU?! YOU DON’T NEED A TOASTER OVEN TO MAKE FOOD. It’s not like yer disabled or blind!