Does this exist still?
Come keep me company today, for I am bored.
I quit my job today, my last day is Halloween. Now I’m back to having nothing. Whatsup!
Recently I’ve been having these extremely strange dreams, the strangest I’ve ever had at least. So for the past couple days I’ve been having dreams and each of them have involved my ex, Bianca. Allow me to share with you last nights dream. It starts out i’m on a field trip or something and i’m in this archaeology museum and we bump into each other but for some reason we’re both younger, like 15 or so. It’s basically just talking and looking through the museum for a bit and then out of no where we appear in a mexican looking village where all the shops are open to the outside. There was a big white mansion with large glass windows up on the top of the hill that I noticed but we just sat underneath this pavilion drinking and talking and people slowly started to disappear and we hear her brother say, ”I think I might throw up” and he just has a pile of 35 empty beers and he gives them to Bianca and tells her to hold them until he gets back. (That part just made me laugh pretty hard). In a couple seconds we realized there was nobody around so I said “hey lets go check out that mansion I’m sure there is something cool going on up there.” So we walk up to this mansion and looked through the windows and all you could see was blood, there was blood all over the walls and windows and bodies everywhere inside. We saw that and started freaking out about it. We ran back to the village and saw people re appearing but they were emotionless and almost like zombies minus the eating us part and looking rotted. On top of the hill we see this man come out with a chainsaw, covered in blood, and had a strange looking mask on. Bianca said she’d be able to take care of this if she were older so she walked behind this wall and then walked out the other side and now was 25. Without questioning that, we ran the opposite way and we can out through woods and we were by my house. I saw myself sitting on a swing set by my garage, dead. I was all bloody and then I realized it was just a vision so I decided we shouldn’t go towards my house. Instead we snuck in the back and I told Bianca it’d be safe there so I got a gun and shut the back door which was now a giant metal safe door. And then I ran up the stairs and shut the other giant metal door. I went outside with the shotgun and started lookin for the guy with the chainsaw and saw him dragging Bianca out of the woods but it was the 15 year old one from the beginning. So I ran over to him and I didn’t make it in time and he killed her. Being furious I shot him and ran over and shot him 6 more times. I wanted to see what the person looked like so I took of the mask and it was the 25 year old Bianca. At this point my brain exploded and I woke up. But yeah, that’s how weird my dreams have been lately.
It sucks when you run out of friends to ask to hang out. Lol if anyone wants to go to six flags text me.
Well that was the most depressing story I’ve ever heard. Some people’s small talk skills are just not good. :/
I feel really bad for this guy.
These dreams keep getting worse, and each one makes me feel more weird inside. I wonder what it is I actually miss, better yet, why does it affect me so much?