I dreamt I was a black teenager looking for a foster home. My friend found a foster family and then I was so lonely. Then it was like Black Mirror if you didn’t find a foster family before you finished high school you had to repeat it. And it turned out I had been repeating for so long I was my age except my body was young like a teenager. At the end I was riding a school bus at night coming back from some kind of school trip. They were playing Ted Nugent and I was trying to get everyone into it by throwing stuff around and yelling “wooooo! rocknroll high school!” But I couldnt generate any enthusiasm from my peers.

I dreamt I had a fling with my housemate whom I'm not even attracted to. It didn't even feel like something my dream self had chosen, more like a circumstance that happened to be that way and I was like 'meh ok'. Even weirder, she had a boyfriend just like in real life but for some reason nobody felt weird about that. Wtf

I had a dream which has something in common with the last dream I wrote about: I don't remember exactly what it was about, except that there was a group of very smart but autistic kids (sounds like this place lol) but the main thing I remember was that I was an old woman who had been married to and divorced a man. At some point in my dream I thought 'why was I married to a man, I'm not into men at all. Weird' but that was it

Dreamt that I had long hair and woke up feeling like my brain was mocking me.

I recently had a nightmare that I had long hair on my head.
I woke up distressed but touching my pristine scalp calmed me.

I had a nightmare where Micheal Myers was harpooning people with pitch forks I for some reason confused with rakes. Like big farmers pitch forks. He'd throw them and they'ed stick into people. He killed almost everybody too. And he had a giant following him like some kind of demon that worked for him or vice versa. Some how we put him in a cage but I felt sorry for him because he looked really sad in there. I may or may not have let him out, I don't exactly remember how he got out, and he tried to strangle me and I felt even worse about it.

I think I was sad because I didn't want him to want to hurt people but he couldn't help it or something. Like, he couldn't die so we had to keep him in a cage but there was always the looming threat that no matter what he was going to get out of that cage and harpoon me with a pitchfork so maybe I wasn't just feeling sorry for him being in a cage but just hopefully wishing he'd change rather than get out and stab me with a pitch fork.

All in all, pretty good nightmare.

Edit: No John Carpenter though, sadly.

That would be a great twist on the classic monster-slasher horror flick.

Give the killer fans and viral videos and ****.

Dreamt that I was smoking some huge joints with two of my pals, but the joints were rolled terribly and poorly lit. The paper on one side was running all the way to the crutch in like two hits and barely any of the joint would be smoked before they threw them on the ground and stomped them out. I was like fuck, this is so wasteful, at least let me roll some new ones or light em right. They were like no we have to do this now and just pulled out more huge joints.

Eventually we had to get money to do something or other but all we had was this stained glass cow skull. Absolutely nobody wanted it when we were trying to sell it outside of the 7/11 (all of my dreams are at 7/11 just fyi). One friend just held it up suggestively to passersby (mostly tweakers and cowboy type old dudes) with no luck and whenever the other friend would try to start a sales pitch, the potential buyers were just confused like he was speaking in tongues. I finally decided **** it, grabbed the cowskull and used it to rob a cop like it was a knife. He gave me his gun and then we were trying to sell the gun but nobody trusted us. I woke up before we sold it.

Good or bad kind of crazy?

Been lucid dreaming lately whenever I notice that I'm in public and nobody including myself is wearing a mask.