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Try reading some stimulating smut before shut eye. Even if you don't rub one out, the last thing your brain absorbs tends to influence the direction of your dreams.
Well, works for me, anyway!![]()

i'd like to slap her silly.
i'd slap the autumn i know silly in a heartbeat. that girl really needs to stop it with all the damned babies already.
I LOVE autumn, everything about it.....except.......
Winter follows.
i would love to be on the river with cool air caressing my skin.
that is peace.
I dreamt I was getting ready for bed and a man came into my room and tried to rape me.
When this shit pops up in dreams it's a clear sign you have men issues.![]()
don't get me going on birth control.
i wish i could snap my fingers and have tubes removed.
nazi super powers.
with the best intentions.
i may need to start praying for my soul.
i would love to be on the river with cool air caressing my skin.
that is peace.
You really shouldn't pick EF as a role model.
IUD!!!!
Come visit me, rivers everywhere.

i have one! amen!
i just wish i could force them upon others at times.
your new state is on my lists of place i plan on visiting one day.![]()
this belongs in the story submissionsI tried that.
I dreamed that a tornado picked up the house, and when it landed it smushed hashtag. I was in a strange land. A bunch of little trolls were dancing around singing "We represent the mansplainer's guild, the mansplainer's guild."
I had to find Laurel, and it was a long trip, but I had help.
You were there, Zumi, but you were a lion! And St Peter was made out of tin! He said he welded the suit himself. And Radiohead was a scarecrow that looked like David Bowie. Well, I suppose all scarecrows look sort of like David Bowie, but whatever.
And then Fata Morgana flew down on little wings and I told her that I wanted to go home. She said "Quit whinging and go home, you cunt."
And that's when I woke up.

another crazy dreamer. do you dream lots, every night, and often wake up tired as if you've been busy for days?I dreamt I was getting ready for bed and a man came into my room and tried to rape me. I fought him off, but only barely. I hate fighting struggling dreams. They are always so strong and I always have trouble fighting back. I always feel clumsy and weak. A female relative came to my rescue and took me to her apartment. Barry Manilow was her neighbor. He was upset because they kept raising his rent at a faster pace than everyone else. I couldn't stay there long though as she had to go to work. So I went to a friend's place, but it wasn't a house. It was a tree fort built over an alligator swamp. A mountain lion tried to attack me but I ducked and it landed in the alligator swamp and got eaten by the alligators. She also had three dogs. One of them was running around being erratic and crazy. It ended up jumping straight into the alligator swamp and got eaten too.
Then I woke up.