Ohh my dreams....are never quite what they seem.
I had a strange one last night. It wasn't scary, which is good. My scary dreams usually involve my knowing something bad about someone (like they kill people) but no one believes me.
I'm sure someone who interprets dreams would have a field day with this. It prolly goes back to living with my parents. I have a very honest face and my mom always thought I was lying. Just this little thing (no trust) screws all my bad dreams up, and makes me terribly worried for my own child and how I am going to screw him up without meaning to.
Anyways, my dream last night involved going out with my friend's brother (who didn't look anything like her brother) and hanging out with him. It also involved sexual thoughts and encounters with too many people, including girls.
Apparently, I am a slut in my dreams. Now, it is nice that I can get this behaviour out in my dreams and not feel like I have to do it in real life.
But what the hell have I been doing in my real life that would manifest itself like that? Usually, I can pinpoint a certain thing that my subconcious took and twisted out of context, but not this one.
Part of it was more about just being out and having fun outside which is what I keep wanting to do, go out all night and roam from place to place, so I see how that worked it's way into my dream.
Years ago, like 4, I did get drunk and make out with a couple of girls at a party, and it was fun. I just don't see how that would get into my dream at this point.
Maybe it was my inner bad girl trying to get out.
This is all prolly just an example of how conflicted I get. Do I like girls, do I like boys? I think I like both.
Maybe it was just a way to get my "girl makeout sessions" out of my head for awhile.
My boy would be all too amused if I decided to bring a girl to bed with us, but I am not sure that I would ever want to do that.
For one, I am too jealous.
For another, if I ever have sex with a girl, I think I would like it to be just the two of us, in case I change my mind, there wouldn't be so many people disappointed.
Sure, I like kissing those girls years ago and hey who doesn't like breasts, but it might be too awkward.
Anyhow, I think that is enough for now, I might write more later, I just had to get this out.
I'm sure someone who interprets dreams would have a field day with this. It prolly goes back to living with my parents. I have a very honest face and my mom always thought I was lying. Just this little thing (no trust) screws all my bad dreams up, and makes me terribly worried for my own child and how I am going to screw him up without meaning to.
Anyways, my dream last night involved going out with my friend's brother (who didn't look anything like her brother) and hanging out with him. It also involved sexual thoughts and encounters with too many people, including girls.
Apparently, I am a slut in my dreams. Now, it is nice that I can get this behaviour out in my dreams and not feel like I have to do it in real life.
But what the hell have I been doing in my real life that would manifest itself like that? Usually, I can pinpoint a certain thing that my subconcious took and twisted out of context, but not this one.
Part of it was more about just being out and having fun outside which is what I keep wanting to do, go out all night and roam from place to place, so I see how that worked it's way into my dream.
Years ago, like 4, I did get drunk and make out with a couple of girls at a party, and it was fun. I just don't see how that would get into my dream at this point.
Maybe it was my inner bad girl trying to get out.
This is all prolly just an example of how conflicted I get. Do I like girls, do I like boys? I think I like both.
Maybe it was just a way to get my "girl makeout sessions" out of my head for awhile.
My boy would be all too amused if I decided to bring a girl to bed with us, but I am not sure that I would ever want to do that.
For one, I am too jealous.
For another, if I ever have sex with a girl, I think I would like it to be just the two of us, in case I change my mind, there wouldn't be so many people disappointed.
Sure, I like kissing those girls years ago and hey who doesn't like breasts, but it might be too awkward.
Anyhow, I think that is enough for now, I might write more later, I just had to get this out.
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