Dream

The peak of my last dream was me lying down lumped over listening to music from the Revolutionary War and feeling quite stimulated and imagining being rubbed.

Before, I was stuck, at the top of an elevator.  I had said wow, up north, I have not been in buildings this high, lately.  I was with a thin, like Jewish boy, who was rather slick with a big nose and a sculpted head and figure.  Then the elevator was over the building.  It felt exciting, like something I'd felt.  We went in and I felt good and it went down.

There was a dream before where I was withdrawing from Humanities in high school because I never attended class.  Seems like a dream I've had before.  Then, in math, I got a 93 but was given an F and not a WF because then it would be getting off dirt cheap.  I was thinking of the math teacher rubbing my side, which didn't feel like how I feel right now, like in my other dream being rubbed.  She knew and said something.

There was another part to the dream which was a bit daring when I was in a library.

I had a 1st of 3 dreams.

So, with the music, I kept going to pick that one.  There was a good one on, like Elayison, and it was turned off.  I know that's not how it's spelled.  It was kinda bubbly and like with special effects.

so, I was curled up in a ball and having trouble against something.  I was being carried by a female and then by a female eating who proceeded to feed me.  I imagined her eyes not in a stimulating way crossed and the pupils were kinda tiny.  They seemed cut off.  There was a part I had to pick a logo and it was something with eyes or a face with a black line down the middle of white, though it seemed colored, like hot pink.  I felt like I wasn't being stimulated readily but airily put off, like that was more stimulating.

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I was upset and began to silently, slightly weep, for him and for her.

In bed.  Then I fell out.

I thought I did something on the computer, tried to go through my dream.  Then I woke up.

Dream

I was in Australia, and everyone liked me for my mom's side and not my American side.  An old lady followed me into the bathroom who was fat, and I saw myself.  I looked different, in a bad way.  She was rubbing my stomach from down to my crotch to under my breast over and over, and it was bad.  I think I imagined myself hooking around my leg as I walked out of the bathroom.

I felt I was literally pushed to the side of my bed and then down to the floor twice by a fuzzy, strong matter.

I forget, now, but some other cool things happened.

There was a reason I kept falling.

Something else happened, I think, that seemed real.

I was in the kitchen and put down something loudly yet thought it wouldn't make a noise.

I was feeling for myself, like sorry for myself, for some reason, and this happened.  There was some reason I was thrusted out of my bed.

Dream

I also woke up stimulating myself because I was starting to in my dream.  I had to do it, no purpose, but this was before this dream.  I couldn't very much, in this way.  I tried not to think of much but something I thought of in my dream.

Dream

I was at a school of some sort, and I was gonna get food, but my meal plan wasn't working.  I had some money.  I was looking with a really fat boy about my age at an array of sweets around a shop.

I went back and got in after awhile and there were pre-made McDonald's orders and some thin pizza orders.  I wanted to get a McDonald's one with an ice cream sundae.

Also, I was supposed to withdraw from a course I apparently hadn't really been to in my dream.