#dreaam

[theyovngveins]

NNEEEEECKCKCKKK

[gombocbogar]

Oh god.. i dreamed that i was kidnapped by a very mentally challenged Paul Rudd, and i became an alcoholic in like the first week, and i had all sorts of pills in my wallet. At some point i remember them falling out and i exclaimed: "WHOOPS my extasy..." He disn't even tie me up anyway, so i was free to walk around the house. i tried to reach out to my mom, cause i had my phone, but i always kept being interrupted, and obviously i can't ask for help while he sees what i'm doing. So i went to pee and brought my phone with me, but then he didn't let me close the door, and i couldn't lock it. I always talked to him with a very soft voice so i don't upset him. When one day my drugs fell from my purse, suddenly the entire SWAT showed up and arrested both of us. The rest is a bit hazy.

My next dream was that David Beckham had a huge beard and sounded nothing like himself and he was in my room, packing up his stuff. Me and some friends were talking about working out. I started warming up but i couldn't. My legs weren't working at all. So he told me to lay down on the ground and stretch. I was face down, lying on my stomach, and when i pushed my arms forward, my body started moving ahead on the floor, like a fucking snail and it was hilarious. And i kept laughing, but he just looked at me with a disappointed expression. Then, to make things worse, i complained that the gym is really far from my house and i hate going there alone, or in the dark. He eventually left through my window, into a vegetable garden, where his old lady of a mother was working. This was at night, too.

[mothervanhohenheim]

mitial meef judgement

This came to me in a dream

[gracekattygrace]

Indescribable beauty #sunset #dreaam (at Ramboda, Sri Lanka)

[gracekattygrace]

Tea plantations #dreaam (at Glenloch Tea Factory)

[gracekattygrace]

Найди 🐘☺️ #dreaam (at Ruwanwella, Sri Lanka)

[iambnothing]

There's a dream

somewhere off abandoned

keeping to its hollows.

It is ticking constant like less sinister

time—flickering sinew—adrenaline soaked—fatigued forever—

a mad sleep—the

kind that only comes to the comatose (luck would have them)—

this is a decadence no one could stomach

to wake from—

vomiting

crystals one stirred,

eating them again

one each blink.

Imagine that—

oblivion opening door after door introducing the same

unconscious direction to what appears less familiar

but feels more and more like the feeling

of deja vu, as if you should know what this dream is,

like you once did.