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01-14-2007, 04:13 PM
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Prep Massacre
Join Date: Feb 2005
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Here's one of mine:
An Entry From My Notebook Kearstis called me this morning. I had a very weird morning. First of all, I had a ton of crazy dreams. One of them was about a really, tiny, cute, pink, animeated, bunny that apeared in my room out of nowhere. It was soooo cute! But then I got suspicious. It was probably a spy! So, I went downstairs to show the thing to Mom. She suggested that it very well could be a spy. Her remark made the little guy mad. Then the bunny started to poke my hands with it's little claws. I was scared it was going to kill me. I had no choice but to kill the utterly cute bunny with the big, black, eyes. So, I broke it's little neck with my two thumbs. Then, I took the little body and tossed it out of my front window and looked down to see a very shocked Spongebob Squarepants. That little pink guy was a spy! I always knew Spongebob could never fool me! When Kearstis called me, I told her about everything about what had happened in my dreams. She was very pissed at me for breaking his neck. |
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01-14-2007, 04:15 PM
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A Thorn For Every Heart
Join Date: Dec 2006
Location: U.S.A
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one of my dreams was that I was pac-man eating the dots and everything, even being in the actual maze. The funny part about it was every time I ate a dot I got fatter and fatter until I blew up into thousands of skittles. Hmmm. I guess not as funny as I thought but I thought it was.
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01-14-2007, 04:36 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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i have depressing dreams
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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01-14-2007, 04:39 PM
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A Thorn For Every Heart
Join Date: Dec 2006
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01-14-2007, 04:46 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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No.
Dreams are based off of sub concious events, most likely mashed together, from previous things, such as memories, or the things you want. Seeing as not much so called funny stuff happens in my life i dont see any funny dreams, i get ****ed up dreams, and depressed dreams.
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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01-14-2007, 04:55 PM
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Slavic gay sauce
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Abu Dhabi
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I dream about dying a lot. That's sorta funny. Cos I never do...die...
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