I had a dream where my wife used my Good Scissors to cut shitty cardboard. I had to sharpen and tighten and adjust the curve on them and everything it sucked. I told my wife about it and she was mad at her dream self, so I know I got a good one.
Have I been using untightened scissors all this time?
I never remember my dreams. Don’t have a great memory in general.
My wife can tell me details about her dreams that I can’t tell her about my yesterday, it’s insane.
Last night, I had a dream that fucking Kevin came into the house with a raw chicken like fucking Dionysius, and he just laughed, swinging it around, spraying chicken juice all over everyone and everything. I am so mad.
Who tf is Kevin
ugh. this is just ~ he didnt listen in my dream ~ except instead of he its she
I just died in your arms tonight
i don’t remember my dreams, except ever few years I get a metadream. where I dream I wake up so stuff then realize it’s a dream and I wake up, then i wake up and go stuff only to realise it’s still a dream. then I think about how I can’t tell if it’s still a dream, then I wake up go to the bathroom, start breakfast… only to realise it’s still a dream and I wake up…
when I wake up for real I stay in bed for a bit wondering if it’s real or not… it’s very frustrating… might still be in a dream…
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