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SuicideFuel Dreaming about having a gf is so fucking brutal, mang.

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aw man I never had any of those waifu dreams before, but that would be really sweet
 
I remember one time 1 year ago i dreamt of my crush. I dreamt thst i was going on a date with her, a prom to be exact. On this prom dste she woukd tell me thst she has always loved me, looked up to me and then i kissed her and started to fuck her. Ofc then i awake with a hard one. For one moment i thought it was real, thst she would be on the other side of my bed. Only when i then put the lights on did i relaise it was all a dream. I looked on insta after on her profile only to see some shit where she was partying with others whilr i was rotting.
fuck. i just woke up from another dream about having a girlfriend.

this time it felt worse waking up. way worse. i hate myself.
 
fuck. i just woke up from another dream about having a girlfriend.

this time it felt worse waking up. way worse. i hate myself.
Our brains are torturing us. It is putting up displays of things we will never have because it yearns for them. The physiological need for sex, the need for warmth, intimacy, and happiness. Yet that will never happen, we will never have companions to help us in our lives, for our basest most animalistic instincts have been unleashed in the most senseless debauchery to ever be witnessed.
 
I had that in jun 7 this year(while i was jobless) , but she run toward some desolated place or building in woods and i tried to find her by chasing her in the building , but she was gone or dead i don't know, she had no face only a form in green sweater . i felt sad like deep hole inside my chest and suddenly everything around me start to drown in ocean as i run away from that place and my dream breaks.It was tragic even in my dream for me.
 
I hope the world burns I fucking hate everything. All I wanted was love.
Ur not alone bruv, everyone is in search of something real.. but only some find it
 
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. :society:

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. :cryfeels:

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. :feelsree:
That’s why I don’t sleep as much now, I’m scared of dreaming because of the chance I might dream something like you described. Our mind plays tricks on us everyday, and we can’t control it, we are slaves.
 
Idk mang I like it it’s a nice cope and respite from the real world
 
That is why women should be lobotomized at birth.
 
I once dreamed about NTR'ing Sandy Cheeks on her wedding day with Spongbob
 
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I once dreamed about NTR'ing Sandy Cheeks on her wedding day with Spongbob
I wouldn’t be surprised if you got banned for being a faggot
 
I've had dreams like that in the past when I was more bluepilled and thought I just had to "work on myself". I'm glad those don't come around at all anymore, but sometimes I'll forget that I went monk mode and imagine holding hands with a female equivalent. Sadly, that person does not exist, and the "best" we're going to get are these damaged, spoiled women who've been passed around by likely hundreds of dudes before they got to YOU.
 
Every time I read the title of this post I just think of DJ Spit from Smiling Friends.
 
Same. I think my brain is incapable of cogitating such scenarios, hence a dream wherein a girl loves me is incomprehensible; it would be equivalent to asking my brain to dream about square circles.
real, I never once had a dream about this stuff
 
What sucks is when its constantly the same girl too in dreams, not sure if its my mind fucking with me but its always the same girl in every dream. Although these dreams have become rare as time passes maybe with accepting its over as time passes.
 
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. :society:

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. :cryfeels:

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. :feelsree:
To be honest it always makes my day, i already know any romantic interaction involving me can only happen in my dreams so why ruin my mood thinking about something I already knew years ago when you can just be thankful that it happened in ur dream. If you just think about how brutal it is after you wake up you might forget the parts in your dream that made you feel something youll never feel in real life. Feeling thankful and trying to remember ur dreams usually helps with not forgetting them. Your life is miserable so when you have a nice dream like that try to be happy about it, you have a whole life feeling miserable and sorry infront of u so enjoy these little breaks
 
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. :society:

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. :cryfeels:

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. :feelsree:
Dreaming of girls creates cortisol spikes
 
its good cope, i dont get those dreams often but eh its nice
 
I had a dream I was in love with a girl and then I woke up and realized no girl has ever loved me :feelsree: :feelsree: :feelsrope: :feels: :incel:
 
Everytime i have this dream i am down for a whole week knowing i will never experience something like this
 
Even worse is when you dream about having the perfect girl, but you wake up and can’t fall back asleep to continue the dream. So very brutal.
 
aw man I never had any of those waifu dreams before, but that would be really sweet
its not sweet lolol it may be nice during the dream but waking up is pure ropefuel
 
I know my dreams of love won't materialize, but I still enjoy them, even the melancholy after waking.
 
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. :society:

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. :cryfeels:

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. :feelsree:
Brutal read I agree
 

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