a dream log

Weird dream. I was in a mall and my sister got caught shoplifting. I threatened the girl who caught her and in the end I stole a knife from her.

I've been sleeping super late the last few days. Super weird dreams too. Like last night, I was in a mansion being chased by a monster from an arg thing I use to watch. I just remember it's voice, and trying to steal super pretty kitchen knives.

Welcomed in the year with the city. I'm not surprised at this point. I keep getting a little bit closer to it. I hate it. I want it to stop.

Torture again. I went to bed really late last night. Woke up crying about an hour ago. This one specific nightmare was why i was told to make this in the first place. I’m so exhausted.

Haven’t updated in a few days. I had another dream about the city. I was closer to it this time. Not close enough to really make out more than the shapes of the buildings though. I don’t know why I keep having this same fucking dream. Other than that dream, the last few days have been sort of a blur. 

I didn’t sleep at all. I’m so fucking tired but i can’t fall asleep. If i fall asleep at some point during the day i’ll put up whatever my dreams were. No promises

More torture. Why do i get these fucking nightmares like every other fucking night. This time it was me. I watched myself get tortured. I couldn’t fucking look away no matter how much i wanted to. I don’t think i’m gonna be able to sleep tonight.

I was just on some island. I think i was the only person on it. I’m not sure though. I don’t really remember it very much. Just a few images of an island left in my mind.

The city. The fucking city again. I couldn’t bring myself to go towards it. It felt like i was paralyzed with fear. Something knows i’m there. I can feel it. I can feel it watching me. Not even watching. Observing. Like it has eyes everywhere. There are still no lights from the city. Just the dark silhouette of buildings. 

I’m so tired of nightmares. The last couple nights have been awful. That’s why i haven’t posted. Mostly torture. Torture is a common theme in my nightmares. I just see people i love or care about tortured. Sometimes myself. I just want it to stop. I want these horrible nightmares to stop. My therapist is basically no fucking help. This blog is only a little bit helpful, just cause i can get everything out g my head. I’m going back to sleep.

The city again. I don’t know how far away i was, but i was a good distance away. Something was drawing me towards it. Something in me telling me to go to the city. I hate this city. I can barely get it out of my mind. The city, the planets above me, the slight red glow in the night sky. There are no trees outside the city, no clouds in the sky, nothing but a vast empty plain. If i have this dream again i might try and go towards the city. Maybe it actually is important. I have no idea how though.

I don’t remember at all. Honestly i’m glad, seeing how bad my dreams have been the last few nights.

The only part i remember is being thrown out an airlock. I don’t know why, i don’t know how, i just know that’s what happened. I woke up almost immediately after i was actually in space. The last thing i saw was someone staring at me with completely empty, emotionless eyes.

The moon was so close i could literally touch it. I don’t think i’ve ever been so genuinely terrified in a dream before. I woke up shaking and drenched in sweat. 

I was floating in a void. There were voices everywhere. I couldn’t understand them at all. They sounded angry. Almost like they were threatening me. 

I slept for like 14 hours. I only vaguely remember my dream but i think it was almost like yugioh in a “it was about a crazy card game” way. I just remember crazy stuff happening, and cards. Lots of cards.

It was one of those dreams where once i wake up, i forget it completely other than a vague feeling that it was really strange. I’m just happy i was able to sleep.