Post your shitty dreams here

[Ele'ill]

dinosaur dreams are so fucking badass

[Landsharks eat metal]

Kind of nonsensical one.
I was going back to high school for some reason and I thought I needed to bring a trumpet (I don't know how to play trumpet) or a viola, but I decided to bring my bass bow instead. I started freaking out because I'd only been to my French class once, but then I realized it didn't matter now because that was first semester and it was second semester, and besides, there were several feet of snow on the ground so I wasn't getting in to school at all.

I went back to bed, until my mom woke me up because we had to go hunt down some barber, but I had to be extra careful because suddenly I was some bizarre Christian parody of Star Wars. I was Luke Skywalker (well, that wasn't my exact name...) and Darth Vader was storming around the hallways downstairs. My father sat in the TV room explaining to my sister how pantheism was bad because it meant she wanted to go up to heaven and be God. My mother and I drove off to find the barber, but it turned out he had just died of old age. We went to Goodwill but all the clothes had moved themselves outside and were joined by clothes from other thrift stores that I'd never heard of.

[Misanthrope]

I had a dream Rick Ross died and everyone was mourning, like in the streets and shit. It was fucked up

dinosaur dreams are so fucking badass

I have a reoccurring dream where I'm riding a T-Rex in a rather small room and constantly just run into walls. I'm not sure what it means..

[rednordman]

oddly enough last night i had a dream that my mother expressed all the blame for the downfall of the British economy on the poor people who claim benefits, i remember going mad at her and saying 'why is it ok to slate and shame the poor for every little thing they do wrong, yet you can do what the fuck you like and get it all wrong as a wealthy person and everyone sees you as a hero? tis was an 'angry dream'.lol

[Landsharks eat metal]

The other night I dreamt that theredson showed up at the library where I volunteer and kept talking to me about stupid shit when I wanted him to leave me the fuck alone so I could work... :/

Last night's dream was awesome, not shitty. (The shitty part was waking up.) I wrote some revolutionary symphony that made everyone who ever heard it weep. At the end, it contained the melody of The Internationale (well, in reality, the melody was not actually from that, but in the dream world it was). Peggy Hill was playing it on piano for some reason. After I convinced a bunch of symphony-goers to become communist, I decided to reach out to young teenagers by writing and performing a shitty pop-rock song about revolution, but my singing sounded like Avril Lavigne and I was pissed off about it.

[Lynx]

Wow, how can I get dreams like that?