Dec 2019
i need to write this dream cause if don’t i’ll forget all of it
trapped in the janitorial job at my former high school, i was visibly disgusted by the mutants I saw around me, they were old and appeared mentally and physically *******. but i couldn’t help but be jealous of their happiness, they had each other and I was alone mopping the floors of its filth. after ordering some food from a pagoda nearby (it was clearly a mcdonalds), i fell asleep on a nearby cafeteria bench until i was awoken by another older looking janitor who said to me, “sorry friend, but do you mind moving your ***?” of course i did, and feeling hungry i went to get my food after finishing up the job and found myself in the middle of the lunch rush (or was it dinner?). i took a particular fancy on two lesbians i found myself behind in the crowd and i think one took a noticing to my staring so i forgot about them. I went to the mcdonalds pagoda thing and realized my food had been taken by someone else. i picked up the nearest bag and saw chicken and pretzels inside. one of the lesbian girls looked at me and i handed her the bag saying, “this must be yours.” “they forgot the syrup!” she said and went to the cashier, leaving me, foodless. I think the woman working there must have realized what happened, because she gave me a bag of chicken nuggets without a word. before i could escape the slight awkwardness i was approached by the other lesbian girl (the one who noticed me) who asked me if i’d be willing to sign a contract. she was surprised at my quick compliance, “you realize you’d be signing away like all your money right?” i told her i was broke anyway and that i’d sign my soul to the devil if it meant i got to talk to her for just the moment. she seemed pleased by that but started talking about how she knows she’s working along with a scam and all, but she really just wanted her friend to be happy. “your mistake is caring more for people than about your money” i told her. again she smiled and looked at her friend, still getting her syrup. at this point the conversation drifted off and somehow we found ourselves talking about how if you try, you can taste your own mustache.
the dream changed scenes and i found myself alone in a college dorm. I think it was Tiah who i went to visit and talk, we stayed up and watched ****** doo until she feel asleep and i decided to leave. i accidentally wandered into other peoples rooms until i found myself talking to another group if guys in a lobby of some sort. we found ourselves talking about video games, but this one ****** kept on scoffing and making fun of everything i said. i got so angry at him that i got a chair and smashed it across his back. he just stood there, unphased, and i knew i was in for it. all the guys were suddenly 5 feet taller than me and basically invincible. they continued to taunt and abuse me until i woke up (in the dream i woke up, yes, a dream within a dream). i went outside and was approached by a couple of young hoodlums who asked to see my money. i refused and ran, and they pursued. they turned into midgets and then cute little fruit candy mascots and i beat the hell out of them all to some swanky tune. something like:
when i saw it was wild i hid the number
bases loaded, i looked to the sky
with a drumpf and a spit
i hit 16, woo!
idk
trapped in the janitorial job at my former high school, i was visibly disgusted by the mutants I saw around me, they were old and appeared mentally and physically *******. but i couldn’t help but be jealous of their happiness, they had each other and I was alone mopping the floors of its filth. after ordering some food from a pagoda nearby (it was clearly a mcdonalds), i fell asleep on a nearby cafeteria bench until i was awoken by another older looking janitor who said to me, “sorry friend, but do you mind moving your ***?” of course i did, and feeling hungry i went to get my food after finishing up the job and found myself in the middle of the lunch rush (or was it dinner?). i took a particular fancy on two lesbians i found myself behind in the crowd and i think one took a noticing to my staring so i forgot about them. I went to the mcdonalds pagoda thing and realized my food had been taken by someone else. i picked up the nearest bag and saw chicken and pretzels inside. one of the lesbian girls looked at me and i handed her the bag saying, “this must be yours.” “they forgot the syrup!” she said and went to the cashier, leaving me, foodless. I think the woman working there must have realized what happened, because she gave me a bag of chicken nuggets without a word. before i could escape the slight awkwardness i was approached by the other lesbian girl (the one who noticed me) who asked me if i’d be willing to sign a contract. she was surprised at my quick compliance, “you realize you’d be signing away like all your money right?” i told her i was broke anyway and that i’d sign my soul to the devil if it meant i got to talk to her for just the moment. she seemed pleased by that but started talking about how she knows she’s working along with a scam and all, but she really just wanted her friend to be happy. “your mistake is caring more for people than about your money” i told her. again she smiled and looked at her friend, still getting her syrup. at this point the conversation drifted off and somehow we found ourselves talking about how if you try, you can taste your own mustache.
the dream changed scenes and i found myself alone in a college dorm. I think it was Tiah who i went to visit and talk, we stayed up and watched ****** doo until she feel asleep and i decided to leave. i accidentally wandered into other peoples rooms until i found myself talking to another group if guys in a lobby of some sort. we found ourselves talking about video games, but this one ****** kept on scoffing and making fun of everything i said. i got so angry at him that i got a chair and smashed it across his back. he just stood there, unphased, and i knew i was in for it. all the guys were suddenly 5 feet taller than me and basically invincible. they continued to taunt and abuse me until i woke up (in the dream i woke up, yes, a dream within a dream). i went outside and was approached by a couple of young hoodlums who asked to see my money. i refused and ran, and they pursued. they turned into midgets and then cute little fruit candy mascots and i beat the hell out of them all to some swanky tune. something like:
when i saw it was wild i hid the number
bases loaded, i looked to the sky
with a drumpf and a spit
i hit 16, woo!
idk
