I thing, that none of dreams have any mean |
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starts off in my schools south carpark giving in slips for a school trip. then we go for an assembly. i sit at a seperate table with my friend and some others. there is a skull mask on the wall where the clock should be. A boy messes up the pieces of my board game which is also on the table. when everybody leaves i stay behind to tidy the game back up.when i am done i don't know where to go but a teacher helps me find my room. My room number is 35. i think that my brother is outside calling me but when i look i find that it isnt really him but another baby that looks like him. His mum and sister are on the other side of the garden watching him. I start unpacking clothes from a suitcase and then i wake up. |
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I thing, that none of dreams have any mean |
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Next time I`ll kill myself with a piano
Of course they have meaning. It's your subconcious way of speaking to you. Do you thionk dreams are entirely random and pointless? |
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Next time I`ll kill myself with a piano
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