horrible dream
i had a dream that my boyfriend and i got into a fight so i left his house, all my stuff there my car, purse, phone, etc.
so i just walk out the door onto the dark city streets and give him the finger behind me as i walk away.
i walk right into this giant park that was i guess in downtown portland, dark and lots of homeless people everywhere. all of a sudden everywhere i am going, some creepy guy is getting in my face being all "hey baby" and shit, trying to grab me. i would forcefully push them off of me, even punching some of them pretty hard.
then it kept getting worse, groups of guys were now trying to grab me and take me somewhere and i had to fight really really hard to keep them off of me. eventually one guy picks me up from behind and has me in a strong grip. i am frantically punching at his head and kicking his body trying to fight my way off.
this goes on for awhile. then i see my car downtown (?) and run to get into it. i see a man behind me running at full speed after me. i start my car as fast as i can and i think im ok but then suddenly i feel hands trying to grab my neck. i punch the fuck out of the guys head and he falls out of my car.
but then eventually i am at some sort of small shop with this owner guy that i guess saved me? or maybe i ran into his shop? i dont know
but then i am back at my boyfriends house and i tell him what happened and he says, yeah i can see your injuries. and i didnt realize i had injuries i guess. so i look in the mirror and one side of my head has a huge bump and is bruising, but what is worse is that my upper lip is split like an inch wide all the way up to my nose. i could see all the flesh and could pull the skin apart. it was like 6 inches long (though of course in real life its not that long) and it was DISGUSTING. (the image wont get out of my head now since awakening) then he says "i got some too" and i said "what??" and he said "my whole side is bruised".. so i think he was the guy who got into my car i guess? and when i punched him out of my car he fell onto the street on his side. kinda confusing.
then im back at the guys shop and im saying, hey i think i need stitches, i think i need to go to the emergency room. and hes like, "yeah maybe". but doesnt seem to think so. but then some lady is there and is like, yeah you'll need at least 6 but more like 25 stitches to sew that up. i said "is it going to scar?" and she says "yeah of course but its okay, youre not even 25" and i said "i'm actually 27.." in the dream i kept asking myself, "is this a dream? i must be dreaming this" but then it would keep going on and i would say to myself "no, it's not, i havent woken up yet"
then eventually i woke up.
really fucking scary and horrible gross dream.
then i went back to sleep a bit later and had some dream some weird girl was holding the max train door open so she could talk to her friend. i was like, "hurry up u cant keep a whole train waiting like this" and she gives me a dirty look. then later i see her on the bus and i thought she would be angry at me but she instead tells me she designs thong underwear and needs a female model because she only has males. she said i needed to be able to show "passion" i told her "i would love to help you out but i take really horrible photos, i just cant convey the right emotion in them". then she runs off the bus. and later in the dream i post to my livejournal about her and she responds to it, saying "that was me!" and posts a photo of herself and her 8th grade class photo or someshit. weird.
so i just walk out the door onto the dark city streets and give him the finger behind me as i walk away.
i walk right into this giant park that was i guess in downtown portland, dark and lots of homeless people everywhere. all of a sudden everywhere i am going, some creepy guy is getting in my face being all "hey baby" and shit, trying to grab me. i would forcefully push them off of me, even punching some of them pretty hard.
then it kept getting worse, groups of guys were now trying to grab me and take me somewhere and i had to fight really really hard to keep them off of me. eventually one guy picks me up from behind and has me in a strong grip. i am frantically punching at his head and kicking his body trying to fight my way off.
this goes on for awhile. then i see my car downtown (?) and run to get into it. i see a man behind me running at full speed after me. i start my car as fast as i can and i think im ok but then suddenly i feel hands trying to grab my neck. i punch the fuck out of the guys head and he falls out of my car.
but then eventually i am at some sort of small shop with this owner guy that i guess saved me? or maybe i ran into his shop? i dont know
but then i am back at my boyfriends house and i tell him what happened and he says, yeah i can see your injuries. and i didnt realize i had injuries i guess. so i look in the mirror and one side of my head has a huge bump and is bruising, but what is worse is that my upper lip is split like an inch wide all the way up to my nose. i could see all the flesh and could pull the skin apart. it was like 6 inches long (though of course in real life its not that long) and it was DISGUSTING. (the image wont get out of my head now since awakening) then he says "i got some too" and i said "what??" and he said "my whole side is bruised".. so i think he was the guy who got into my car i guess? and when i punched him out of my car he fell onto the street on his side. kinda confusing.
then im back at the guys shop and im saying, hey i think i need stitches, i think i need to go to the emergency room. and hes like, "yeah maybe". but doesnt seem to think so. but then some lady is there and is like, yeah you'll need at least 6 but more like 25 stitches to sew that up. i said "is it going to scar?" and she says "yeah of course but its okay, youre not even 25" and i said "i'm actually 27.." in the dream i kept asking myself, "is this a dream? i must be dreaming this" but then it would keep going on and i would say to myself "no, it's not, i havent woken up yet"
then eventually i woke up.
really fucking scary and horrible gross dream.
then i went back to sleep a bit later and had some dream some weird girl was holding the max train door open so she could talk to her friend. i was like, "hurry up u cant keep a whole train waiting like this" and she gives me a dirty look. then later i see her on the bus and i thought she would be angry at me but she instead tells me she designs thong underwear and needs a female model because she only has males. she said i needed to be able to show "passion" i told her "i would love to help you out but i take really horrible photos, i just cant convey the right emotion in them". then she runs off the bus. and later in the dream i post to my livejournal about her and she responds to it, saying "that was me!" and posts a photo of herself and her 8th grade class photo or someshit. weird.