Most F-d Up Dream of My Life!


Warning: mature explicit content ahead (including rape)!

I think I had the most messed up dream of my life last night!

In the dream, I was a little girl and my mom (who wasn’t the same mom I have in real life) had just gotten together with this creepy guy. The guy told me he had some weed, but if I told my mom, he would kill me. Of course, I had to then go tell my mom. When the guy got home and found out I had told on him, he decided to kill my mother in front of me instead of killing me.

How did he kill her? By stapling her to death. Yes, with a stapler. At one point, he used the stapler to beat a small hole in the side of her head, then decided to rape her in front of me, but instead of normal rape, he raped her by sticking his dick in the hole in the side of her head, which pushed her brains and other stuff in her head out the other side.

What the fuck is wrong with my brain?!! How did it come up with this shit???

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27 thoughts on “Most F-d Up Dream of My Life!”

      1. I used to do this for a long time. Mostly, because most my dreams made sense (or this is what I wanted to think), as they have applied to daily encounters.

        So when a bad dream appears and I feel scared, I go online and search an explanation, which, in most cases is negative.

        So, here I go, trying to amuse myself by watching a movie or anything, just to distract me and forget about my dreams (this only if it happens in the middle of the night). In case its in the morning I try to focus my mind on other tasks and got over it.

        It’s just the subconscious trying to play games with us. 😅

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  1. I have the weirdest dreams when I have something too spicy for dinner. This happens often. Were you perhaps processing the fact that someone without brains was boring you to death? Or that you wanted someone to not spill information, hence the stapler to “shut it”?

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    1. I didn’t have anything spicy, but I did eat too much of the chocolate peanut butter brownies we made last night! I’m not sure about your theories, but hey, makes more sense than anything I can think of!

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  2. I work with dreams, and a great fan of the master, Carl Jung, who rightly points out that dreams are elements of what we repress, but the dream is abstract bites. We are all the characters, so we are the subjects. So the extremity of the dream is disturbing, but it is probably something far more mundane in meaning. Which doesn’t change the weirdness or feeling of having it.

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      1. PVCANN is right. I’ve done a little research myself over the years and there used to be a lady that did a great dream interpretations show on the radio on Saturday nights back where I used to live. Her explanation of bad dreams was that it was your subconscious trying to communicate something important to you. The more important it is or the longer the message isn’t understood, the more intense the dreams tend to get.

        As a side note, dream interpretation books and websites rarely are accurate because everybody’s different. Somebody may see a sword as violence and murder while somebody else may see it as the tool and symbol of a noble knight-protector.

        The trick to this dream would be figuring out what “your mom” and the creepy guy both represent. What do you feel is under attack and by who?

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