i had a dream that i was at the beach with a bunch of people and some guy offered me some alcoholic drink that was like basically a jug of pink lemonade with like vodka or st in it and i was like ‘thanks’ and took one giant sip and one small sip and he was like ‘hey, you’re cool, youre not a wet blanket at all’ and i was like ‘thanks??’ and thats it rly
H OLY SHIT
i just remembered my dream that i was at some sort of high school event in an auditorium and there was a fire so everyone evacuated and we were all standing outside the auditorium and i was looking around for my sister but then i saw pete wentz AND HE UNZIPPED HIS PANTS AND FLASHED CAUSE HE THOUGHT NO ONE WAS LOOKING but then his band mates were standing there and they were like ‘omg not again pete jesus christ’ and as i walked past him i was like ‘seriously peter’ and he looked at me like i was dumb.
that wasnt even the point of the dream, the whole dream was pretty like deep and emotional and then there was just pete wentz flashing highschoolers in the middle of it jfc
so like three nights ago i had this dream that i went into the woods to do something but i found my sister’s cat who went missing but she was a little kitten. so i picked her up to take her home but there was this giant massive bird who was like trying to kill me or the kitten. i think it fell asleep and i was on the road back home but i had to walk past it and it was asleep with its head sticking out onto the road. so my sister was there all of the sudden behind me and we tried to creep past it but it woke up and i pulled out a wand and screamed AVADA KEDAVRA at it and it didn’t die but it was stunned and we started running and i remember being sad that i hadn’t found my own cat. anyway it woke up and started chasing us and i was annoyed that the spell didn’t work all the way. but then it turned into two foxes that chased us and were snapping at me and the little kitten was sleeping in my arms and i kept yelling “confundus” and it would only stop the foxes for about 20 seconds before they would come back and chase us more. and then i woke up.
I had the weirdest fucking dream last night
i can’t even begin to explain it, but it involved polygamy and me gaining like 30+ siblings overnight and moving to some farm. and when we were getting into the cars there were lines of like a bunch of kids from each mother, but somehow we were all newly created kids even though some of us were like teens, i don’t know. our dad and like four other moms stood and watched us get into the cars and most of us had dark hair like our moms but the occasional blond kid would pass and they’d be like “oh that one’s like his dad.” anyway, somehow I was my new dad’s favorite so he took me in his truck with him when we moved and while we were driving he gave me a machete and told me to smash the windshield, but it was hard and i couldn’t.
and then we got to our new home and all of the kids were sitting around all these tables and the older kids and the new moms kept saying nice things and introducing themselves and basically i was famous in my own family. but my sister and brother who were literally from another mother weren’t impressed. they had some sort of weird clique thing with some of their own younger siblings, maybe from a different mom. but they were like sizing me up or something, but it didn’t bother me because i was basically the favorite i think.
then apparently like one of my new families were canadian rednecks or something, so there was this snowy field outside that they were setting on fire, and they invited everyone else to come and learn how or something. i was trying to get warmly dressed so before i put on my socks and boots i smashed eggs and put them on my feet??? i don’t fucking know, but that was the end of the dream.
I had a dream that I met Misha Collins and he was nice but he wasn’t really as fun as he away seems. Like he made a funny face for the camera and we both put on hats for one picture and I even got to ride around in his car for some reason, but he was really serious about it and I was always being conscious of offending his or something, idk.
Last night I had this dream that my mom and sisters and I were visiting this old prison sort of thing and we got a tour and it was cool cause the walls were all sorts of colors and it was supposedly haunted or something. Then at one point everyone else was in the bathroom and I was sitting against the wall waiting and I was bored and stuff, and then down the hallway next to me I heard this voice that said all whispery “I want you to stay with me” and there was this misty lookin creepy-ass girl coming at me and I like flipped a shit but then it was gone. but then the whole thing happened again and I was like freaking out but everyone had come out of the bathroom by now so we went home.
And then in my dream my bedroom was different and my bed was covering the window so everything was all dark. Seeing that creepy thing had made me go slightly mad and I like cried and stayed in bed all day until I fell asleep. And then the next day I woke up and my whole room had been decorated for valentine’s day and there were tons of drawings of hearts and cute animals holding hearts taped over everything I already have up and it was amazing but for some reason I thought that the creepy ghost thing had done it so I was scared some more. But then I realized what it was and went to thank my mom but she said “oh caroline did that.” and I was like ooooookay.
and then I went back into my room and saw that my mom had given me this massive nail polish set with like every color possible in it and I was so excited and that was the end of the dream wew.
omg last night i had this dream that i became a drug dealer and the stuff i was dealing was this pink shampoo but if you drank it you’d get high. this 20 year old super hot girl was my like supplier person and she kept telling be to be places with stuff or she’d get rid of me or something.
anyway, since the stuff was pink, we were putting it into pepto bottles to get through customs and stuff and I lived in this mansion with my dad (who was not at all like my real life dad) and my adorable little sister/brother (i’m not really sure which.) i had to smuggle the shampoo bottles in and hide in the bathroom to bottle it as pepto and the drug leader kept asking me to meet her on the fifth floor of my house so she could check on me.
and then the whole thing turned into a birthday party for a kid at my studio and idk, it was weird.
awww, I just remembered my dream that I was visiting this empty loft sort of place that’s downtown and my boyfriend or husband or whoever he was was being super adorable and suggesting that we move in and we asked a lady about it but she said that someone was already rented. But it was cute because he had been saying things like “Look, this can be our room by the window, we’ll put up a curtain. And this part will be the living room.” And I remember thinking it was weird because the bathrooms for the place were outside in the hallway, but it was okay.
omg i had a dream that sebastian roche and i were conversing via fanmail and he signed everything ‘seb’ and i signed everything ‘con’
I had a dream that I was on America’s Next Top Model and it was the photoshoot and it was like in a car and my dress was poofy and maroon and I was wowin Miss J
So the lesson of last night’s dream was don’t try to raise miniature hippos in your house.
Ive been having lots of dreams lately, which is nice because for a while i wasnt having any.
Last nights were particularly nice. They both included cuddling.
i had a dream that there was this super hot guy and i deduced that he had been smoking a cigarette by the ash on his jacket and he was like “how did you know that?” and i said real cool while turning away, “because i’m a detective.”
I had a dream that Jared Padalecki was in my bedroom doing a sort of Q&A with a couple of other fans and I kinda made an ass out of myself, but it was okay because he let me feel his pecs. According to me they “were cut out like a cliff.” Anyway, then he was super nice and offered to take us all out to eat, so I changed out of my PJs, which I had been wearing the whole time, and we went outside and got into his 12 person van that he just happened to bring.
Then I woke up.
I have dreams about getting shot quite a lot.
last night I dreamt that I got got in the forehead and everyone was around, but somehow I was still stumbling around. then I got really dizzy and started to fall over, then that’s pretty much it.
I never die when I get shot, I always just kinda slowly pass out while people watch.