I saw my former crush in my dream. I tried to hold her hand but she avoided me like the plague and went off just before my alarm went off. Guess now I can't even say "only in my dreams will I get a gf" Fuck life.
Wow then its really fucking over boyo...
You can't choose your dreams so maybe you can see something better the next time....dreams can be better than reality sometimes.
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Thats called a nightmare fre
Its called real life
When I get in touch with a girl in a dream, she progressively change in a subtle way into a small piece of wood, a little doll, a rock, any kind of small object, and I end up all alone with some idiotic commodity in my hand. 
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Aka nightmare
The same thing happens to me. You know its OVER if you can't even get girls in your dreams
I never saw something sexual in my dreams.
Also i don't remember any dreams with women in general. Also i never cummed in my dreams.
Is this normal?
Also i don't remember any dreams with women in general. Also i never cummed in my dreams.
Is this normal?
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Meaningless shit post.
It's an adaption to the current shit, it's a good thing, you don't want to be dreaming of that shit.
But dreams are realistic. These dreams would be the closest thing i can exprience rn.
had this happen with every shitty onitis i think, in the dream it's just like real life, i don't have the guts and/or the opportunity to do anything. sometimes they are even more beautiful in the dream than in real life.
in general dreams are fucked up for people like us, nothing but struggles and confusion. can't remember a good dream at all, at best an "interesting" one
in general dreams are fucked up for people like us, nothing but struggles and confusion. can't remember a good dream at all, at best an "interesting" one
Its over in real life and its over in our dream.
This resonates with me. Throughout my years I have been on several “lads holidays” because my better looking friends convinced me that girls wherever we were going were easier and it would be impossible to not get a girl there.
Guess what happened? All of my friends got girls and I got nothing whatsoever and couldn’t even go home and cry like I would if I was in England because we were sharing hotel rooms.
Now years later I have vivid dreams of going on a holiday like this and so am forced to relive this torture in my brain over and over.
Guess what happened? All of my friends got girls and I got nothing whatsoever and couldn’t even go home and cry like I would if I was in England because we were sharing hotel rooms.
Now years later I have vivid dreams of going on a holiday like this and so am forced to relive this torture in my brain over and over.
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