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 Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 6:59 am
celtyc yeah, and the problem being?
we don't want you to die
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 11:15 pm
To most people this is a nightmare,to me this is my happy place.I basically am in a cellar with various torture devises.Large hooks to impale people to leave them hanging.Spears,razors to skin and needle and thread to sew wounds shut full of some horrible thing like their own excrements.Removing eye balls from their sockets but leaving them attached to the brain.I'm pretty ******** in the head(Sorry to curse but its true).I'm not really suicidal just homicidal.That pretty much how all my dreams go.It started 3 years ago.(I was ten then.).I was dreaming I was in the room that I just described.I was impaled through the back.Out of the darkness walked me,holding a large knife kinda like this one.
I slowly stared to slit my arms.I woke up in sever pain,but,it was the best feeling I had ever had.I looked at my arm and it was actually cut.Ever sense then I loved pain and violence.Thus,leading to me now.Kinda creepy.But I love it.As I say now,"why cut yourself when you can cut others?".I have no problem if you do though.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 12:13 pm
I am living it. posure metal is everywhere and is more popular than the real stuff. I used to like a lot of the aorementiond bands, untill they started shitting on the real metal bands and thinking they were so ******** heavy.
guess what! Slipknot is not ******** heavy bitches!!!!!!!!!!!! go and listen to some ******** Slayer or Dimmu!!!! Hell even DethKlok will do but get your light a** s**t out of my ozzfest.
((kind of got off subject but I am pissed at Slipknot fans at the moment......BTW just to piss any off, Mushroomhead rulz))
((((Bitches))))
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 11:11 am
in most of my nightmares I can't move faster then a crawl or speak above a whisper and am in some kind of weird danger were if I could walk or run or scream I'd be fine.
I had one of those last week, but my betrothed woke me up and snuggled me. heart
And I've also had one where I was tied to a glass box in chains and it filled with water. Turned out I was sleeping with my face in the pillow. rofl Scared the pants off me at the time though. burning_eyes
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 12:16 pm
I had this dream like...two days ago?
I was in this truck with my best friend and my other friends boyfriend, Daryl. The truck had no roof in the front and the driving wheel was abnormally big. I remember driving by this park, my best friend, Erin, in the passengers side. Daryl was in the back and thats when I saw him pull out a large knife and began to creep towards Erin. I stopped the truck just in time to avoid my best friend from having her throat slit and next thing you know, we are parked somewhere completely different and Erin is now in the drivers seat. I'm wrestling with this 6'3 male in the back seat as he keeps trying to kill my best friend. I keep screaming at her to get the hell out of there and run away but she was laughing insanely and wouldn't move. Daryl stabs me but I keep fighting him off, trying to get my best friend to run but she won't budge. She is still laughing. And for some reason I have this feeling she is laughing at me because Darly begins to laugh with her.
[[ Now that I think about it, I think they both set me up....perhaps. ]]
Next thing I know the knife is a pencil and its now in my hands. First reaction, I ram the thing in Daryl's temple and I keep stabbing him in the temple repeatedly till it pierces his skull and his eyes roll back. I then stab him in the throat and heart. I think he is dead and get out of the truck to get Erin the hell out of there but then something pierces through my calf. I don't remember exactly what it was but I turn around and Daryl is stumbling towards me, blood everything, a ******** crazy grin on his features.
The next thing creeped the hell out of me. With his hands, he inserts his fingers into the hole where I stabbed him in the temple and begins to scalp himself, laughing again.
I ******** booked it. But yay. It continued for a bit more but I woke up shortly after.
Messed eh? Haha.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 12:05 pm
My dreams sometimes can affect me a lot, of whats going on in my life. My dreams mess with my love, family, confidence, and everything. When ever I wake up theres sometimes something different about me. I've broken up with a lot of my boyfriends from dreams I've had. Its like someone, or something is speaking to me and I cant controll it. Usually its my concionce, other times its like someone is messing with my dreams or something. I can also see things in my dreams that will happen the next day. So I feel scared now and dont know what to do anymore.
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 1:25 am
I have nightmares fairly frequently. They only happen when I'm starting to fall asleep, though, never when I'm fully asleep. Most nights, I'll be falling asleep, and in those wierd half-dreams you get in that stage, something happens. Usually it's a sense...... not of falling, per se, but... more like...... moving out of my body, but not in a specific direction. Rather, I start to move to an entirely different plane of existence. I assume it's the negative energy plane I fell into in a dream a while back. A place of cold, of infinite darkness and of infinite space -- you can actually feel the void expanding forever in all directions. It feels kind of like dying, actually. I believe that plane might have been inspired by old, unconscious memories from back when I was a baby, when I died.
Anyway, I feel my soul starting to move into that direction, like that death is calling back for me. I can't even honestly say that I'm entirely convinced that I'm only dreaming. In a nightmare, you're always afraid. In this.... well. My metaphysical studies have taught me that the soul is far less anchored to the body during sleep, and may in fact wander free of it. It stands to reason, therefore, that in a half-conscious state, where my soul is losing its anchor, but where I am still unable to fight back, I would be more subject to the influence of external forces. I'm always too tired to be afraid, because again, I'm not really asleep yet when this happens. However, reliably, my body always jerks itself fully awake, and I become aware shortly afterwards.
It's far more frightening when I actually stop and think about it than when it's actually happening.
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 8:57 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 1:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 6:01 pm
I don't remember, I just remember there bing nothing but fire as far as I could see.
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 2:40 am
Sounds like it would hurt.
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