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- Sex: yessir
- Age: 22
- Height: 5'7
- Sign: ram
- Location: new york
- Occupation: champion
- Ink/Metal: two tats, a marilyn, a nostril hoop, belly button and 5/8th plugs.
- Scars/Birthmarks: tiny ones on my lip and below my eyebrow. i'd be so much cooler if i had visible ones.
- Music: currently: feist, jesus and the mary chain, dragonette, dandy warhols
- TV: house, history channel, a&e, scifi channel
- Movies: 28 days later, intermission, the proffesional,talladega nights
- Food: mexican fooood.
- Books: harlan ellison angry candy
- Best Time: NOT AWKWARD.
- Fave Position: doggy.
- Masturbation Material: BA.
- I Have a Crush on: House.
- Perfect Match: HOUSE
- Drink: yep
- Smoke: ash tray.
- Bad Habits: biting my nails.
- Where I Hang Out: in my car stalking you.
- Favorite Burning Angel: there's way too many to decide on this site.
- Why I am a Burning Angel: i like being naked. and looking at naked girls.
| When I looked outside this morning... | 11.18.08 |
| voting | 11.04.08 |
| weirdest fucking dream ever. | 08.27.08 |
| Are You Excited?! | 06.30.08 |
| took me awhile. | 05.12.08 |
| snow | 04.04.08 |
| Watching Dr.Phil | 04.04.08 |
| three days late | 04.04.08 |
| question of the day | 12.20.07 |
| if I don't do this, January will hol... | 12.20.07 |
| It took me awhile but... | 12.20.07 |
weirdest fucking dream ever.
08.27.08 02:08 PM
i never know where it starts with these things so i'm going to kind of free flow it.
i don't know how to describe the time era of everything- it was all mish-mashed with different clothes and such. i do recall it was kind of dark in my dream. so anyway,the most significant parts were that i was seeking advice from someone, i just remember being led into these underground hallways, they were all shabby and shitty, and the dude (and i'm quite positive it was some sort of fantasy person like a fuckin' satyre or some shit) kept pointing down the wrong halls to go to. finally i get to where i need to be, i walk through this shabby place, it's like a broken down house kind of. i get around the corner to the room and i see this shrowded sort of figure drinking something in the dark. i never see the guy but he sits there and tells me stuff- and i can't fucking remember. but i know he had good things to say. so i left, with all mighty wisdom and what not
then i was at my house and there were some friends of mine there...like not anyone i know in real life but they were my friends in my dream. i remember there was this dog there that everyone loved, it was kind of like a short hair lab that was small and was a red brown and black. i forget what they called her but everyone kept telling me i was the only one she really liked being around and blah blah. it transitioned into a social setting, like a party at a hall or something where everyone was dressed really casually, but all of a sudden, and i dont know what kind of fucking being it was, but it came in and everyone was really scared and suddenly everyone was wearing really elegant (think neverending story/labyrinth ballroom wear- yep only in my dreams). these two bad guys, that kind of looked like harlequins were pointing at me telling me that they came here for me. i ran off and hid while the "wisdom guy" came out and fought them off. i ran back to my house and decided i was going to sit on my cliffs to smoke a cigarette. i remember not feeling stable and grabbing onto branches while so i wouldnt slide down the hill. i saw my one of my psych professors from occ smoking a cig and drinking coffee, which is like one of the last things he'd ever do. we were bullshitting, i made him laugh, and then i dropped my brothers skateboard down the cliff by accident. i walked back up to the house to see what was going on, and as it turned out, the dog that really liked me got into a brutal fight with wolves and became vicious from trauma. they said i was the only one who could cure her if i just calmed her down and held her. so i did, she snarled and attempted to bite me but i just held her and pet her until she fell asleep in my arms. after that i remember i had to find my brothers skateboard and when i went outside, it was snowing, so i slid down the cliff to find it. i tried to uncover what looked like a board, but it turned into a large feather- the like a hawk or eagle feather. i remember carrying it and then i saw a moose run around the side of my house. that dream ended.
the other one started and i was in a book store and i saw the wise guy, (but for some reason, everyone referred to him as the bully/smart ass). he told me how much he cared for me (at this point he wasnt like some mystery weirdo shadow figure he was a regular looking guy) and how much i learned from him and how much i meant to him and he wanted to keep on showing me new things. we were in the aisle of the book store, but apparently i had already came with some other guy, who was a surfer looking guy who wanted me to get books on how to surf. the "smart ass" was trying to give me books on secrets that he could show me. for some reason i started to see this really coniving evil side of this "smart ass" and i didn't want to be around him, and much less the surfer guy so i just ran. i heard the surfer guy say screw it, but i heard the "smart ass" tell me i would be back.
then i woke up. and wrote this. well. i started to. saved it. and finished it. how weird?
i don't know how to describe the time era of everything- it was all mish-mashed with different clothes and such. i do recall it was kind of dark in my dream. so anyway,the most significant parts were that i was seeking advice from someone, i just remember being led into these underground hallways, they were all shabby and shitty, and the dude (and i'm quite positive it was some sort of fantasy person like a fuckin' satyre or some shit) kept pointing down the wrong halls to go to. finally i get to where i need to be, i walk through this shabby place, it's like a broken down house kind of. i get around the corner to the room and i see this shrowded sort of figure drinking something in the dark. i never see the guy but he sits there and tells me stuff- and i can't fucking remember. but i know he had good things to say. so i left, with all mighty wisdom and what not
then i was at my house and there were some friends of mine there...like not anyone i know in real life but they were my friends in my dream. i remember there was this dog there that everyone loved, it was kind of like a short hair lab that was small and was a red brown and black. i forget what they called her but everyone kept telling me i was the only one she really liked being around and blah blah. it transitioned into a social setting, like a party at a hall or something where everyone was dressed really casually, but all of a sudden, and i dont know what kind of fucking being it was, but it came in and everyone was really scared and suddenly everyone was wearing really elegant (think neverending story/labyrinth ballroom wear- yep only in my dreams). these two bad guys, that kind of looked like harlequins were pointing at me telling me that they came here for me. i ran off and hid while the "wisdom guy" came out and fought them off. i ran back to my house and decided i was going to sit on my cliffs to smoke a cigarette. i remember not feeling stable and grabbing onto branches while so i wouldnt slide down the hill. i saw my one of my psych professors from occ smoking a cig and drinking coffee, which is like one of the last things he'd ever do. we were bullshitting, i made him laugh, and then i dropped my brothers skateboard down the cliff by accident. i walked back up to the house to see what was going on, and as it turned out, the dog that really liked me got into a brutal fight with wolves and became vicious from trauma. they said i was the only one who could cure her if i just calmed her down and held her. so i did, she snarled and attempted to bite me but i just held her and pet her until she fell asleep in my arms. after that i remember i had to find my brothers skateboard and when i went outside, it was snowing, so i slid down the cliff to find it. i tried to uncover what looked like a board, but it turned into a large feather- the like a hawk or eagle feather. i remember carrying it and then i saw a moose run around the side of my house. that dream ended.
the other one started and i was in a book store and i saw the wise guy, (but for some reason, everyone referred to him as the bully/smart ass). he told me how much he cared for me (at this point he wasnt like some mystery weirdo shadow figure he was a regular looking guy) and how much i learned from him and how much i meant to him and he wanted to keep on showing me new things. we were in the aisle of the book store, but apparently i had already came with some other guy, who was a surfer looking guy who wanted me to get books on how to surf. the "smart ass" was trying to give me books on secrets that he could show me. for some reason i started to see this really coniving evil side of this "smart ass" and i didn't want to be around him, and much less the surfer guy so i just ran. i heard the surfer guy say screw it, but i heard the "smart ass" tell me i would be back.
then i woke up. and wrote this. well. i started to. saved it. and finished it. how weird?
| im sure there are lots of crazy meanings behind this but im fucked if i know what they are maybe a good friend could work it out! i fucking love crazy dreams i dont however love those shit dreams where you wake up upset and confused and they ruin your whole day :( lol posted: 08.28.08 10:30 AM |
