caineturbat2003
Society's Reckoning
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To some, dreaming is a good cope. Where we can use it as a form of escapism, where we can escape our mediocre to downright horrible lives and experience what our lives might have been if the odds weren't against us.
But there's a dark side to it. When you dream and have a great time with your fictional gf, suddenly you wake up and get a grim reminder of what's real and what's just mere imagination. It's basically just another fucked up way of reality tormenting us. It's showing us what our lives might have been only to strip that away from us like we are part of some cruel joke.
It's basically like having a feast infront of a starving person, where all he can do is watch. It's honestly fucked up if you think about it.
I also remember back in 2020 I think where I dreamed of having a blonde, blue eyed gf that looked like she came from some anime. Anyways, she was having a handbal session and I was there to support her. After it ended, we were doing what normal couples do, having a good chat, laughing, hugging, looking at each other's eyes. All was good until the brain decided I was dreaming too much and pulled me back to my shitty truecel life.
And holy fuck was that brutal! I could vividly remember searching for blonde stacies on the internet to remember her face, to not let the brain hide her in my subconscious mind. And for the rest of my day, I was thinking of her, thinking what my life would have been like if she were real and me and her were a real thing. Even to this day I sometimes get reminded of her. You know your brain is a motherfucker when pulls bs like this.
But there's a dark side to it. When you dream and have a great time with your fictional gf, suddenly you wake up and get a grim reminder of what's real and what's just mere imagination. It's basically just another fucked up way of reality tormenting us. It's showing us what our lives might have been only to strip that away from us like we are part of some cruel joke.
It's basically like having a feast infront of a starving person, where all he can do is watch. It's honestly fucked up if you think about it.
I also remember back in 2020 I think where I dreamed of having a blonde, blue eyed gf that looked like she came from some anime. Anyways, she was having a handbal session and I was there to support her. After it ended, we were doing what normal couples do, having a good chat, laughing, hugging, looking at each other's eyes. All was good until the brain decided I was dreaming too much and pulled me back to my shitty truecel life.
And holy fuck was that brutal! I could vividly remember searching for blonde stacies on the internet to remember her face, to not let the brain hide her in my subconscious mind. And for the rest of my day, I was thinking of her, thinking what my life would have been like if she were real and me and her were a real thing. Even to this day I sometimes get reminded of her. You know your brain is a motherfucker when pulls bs like this.





