This... Is disgusting.
I actually want to talk to someone about a dream I had.
Its interesting I think.
Its also terrible.
U listen?
I wanna hear about it. Better be interesting though.
>>36118092
Start talking senpai
im intrigued and want to hear your story, go on
>>36118092
Tell your tale old man
Jersey Girl :'(
I'm with you . Hope you won't waste my originality.
>>36118092
Let's get this goin, bub
I had a dream where I snorted snow like cocaine then a black guy chased me down and started hitting me while I screamed HELP! HELP!
Then I woke up, cleaned my room, grabbed a drink of water.
Then I woke up for real.
>>36118092
Don't worry bud, if it's that bad, chances are if you do tell I'm still gonna tug the old python to it.
>>36118142
I thought I was going to have to commence story rape.
I have a compulsion to ask for consent to release autism.
Her tis
I have extretreme hatred and depersonalization issues
I fell asleep on a thread last night that caused a thought of introspection.
How much of this hate is me and how much is incidental produced by external stimuli?
Dude yhis dream was fucking weird.
>im in a city at night
>im trying to get into a club
>i hate clubs i hate people and noise
>why am I here
>bouncer touches my chest and tells me I cant come in
this is one of those omniscient dreams where its like a fucking movie
>i know he means the bitterness and anger inside
>leave
This is one of those edgy autist dreams man I want to tell it but it ends poorly.
Im also struggling to keep the detaild because I woke up 3 horurs ago
Im writing the rest
>>36118340
this must be another fag pretending , am I right ?
>>36118340
Wait, what the fuck, is that it? I already whipped my dick out, how is that disgusting
>>36118378
>>36118383
Oh it actually continues .
Sorry , don't mind me .
>>36118378
This doesn't sound edgy, relax
Cont.
>dream becomes groundhog day like
>bouncer won't let me in bevause somehow this place, thr club is for clear peoplr
>they can detect the school shooter inme
>wont let me in
>5th loop I get in
>thenoise isnt as baD as I thoughy
>just wandering around
>someone snaps fingers I am detected again
>too mich hate
>they excort me out
>try to yell kicking me out makes me hate then more
>let me stay pleas
>gey the anger tgat makes tears
>kicked out sperging
>try again fter I long period it seems
>make it in
>mask hatred with child hood memories
>sitting
>just being inside this plce feels good
>its addictive
>fuck the people
>the lights
>yhe noise
>being here is enough
>why do I feel lonely
>mask slips and I just know someoe will come soon
>omnisciently sense someone sends a girl to do that movie manic pixie thing to me
>that isnt my antidote
>she tries to drag me up to dance or something
>snatch my hand away
>leave before they tell me to
>hate grows again
>hate that they try to fix me with a dumb method
>a shallow method
>dont come back for a while
This shit gets fucking weird to me personally now.
I want to call it all gay before someone else tries to insult me for it
Also sorry for the spelling
Im trying to recall it all when there is only one part I really feel is profoundly fucked up to me.
When youre dreaming youare just creating things for yourself.
You know yourself better than anyone.
>snuck in again
>sitting at a table
>being there is good but almost not enough
>try tosit at a table inside to listen to a group of people
>eaves dropping
>normalfag tier conversation they dont know what theyre talking about
>don't care to correct themselves
>annoyance and hate just wells up
>some ephemeral thing somehow geta my attention from behind me
>its a shifting shadowy form with limbs
>throws something at me
>catch it
>no idea wtf it is
>looks like a fucking club or something
>studs and carvings on it
>fucking shaolin showdown looking relic thing
>it floats away
>it didnt even have to ask
>i followed it
I dontbfeel like what happens next is worth greentexting.
I want to say the feeling stopping me is undermining what I learned or felt.
But I didn't learn anything ultimately.
This "thing".
A thing my own detached self created to lure and befriend me to pry the hatred out was designed by me.
It had no voice, no sex, no identity.
It had nothing for me to innately hate about it.
It used knowledge about me to create the perfect scenario to act on my curiousity and natural desire.
I couldnt be tempted by money or some woman pretending to like me.
These things are just coupons to redeem the validation of others.
They have no value to me.
What this thing did was the equivalent of some tit monster just appearing and resting her chest on the heads of
>tfwnogf
Posters.
Without a word.
Using pure intimacy and lust to drag the hatred out of you.
But those aren't the things that I crave.
This thing appealed to the edgy autistic craving for the inexplicable in me.
I have the details but fucking hell a part of me wants to destroy it for being so simple yet unattainable.