Fuck, I've written poems and short stories based on nightmares. None I'd ever let anyone else read because holy fuckballs do I have some fucked up nightmares, but still
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Not even strangers on the internet? I'd love to read some!
If you eat late, i suggest you don't.
I had a weird one last night. There were aliens on earth who were humanoid but couldn't fit in with society. The group of humans I was with decided to ally with aliens and we all stayed together in this random small ranch style house. They were hungry as were the humans so I went to McDonalds and ordered 300 chicken nuggets. I got back and started passing out the nuggets. I ran out early and didn't even get any myself. I ran around the house and recounted everything and realized I only had 275 nuggets. I was angry and depressed realizing I wouldn't get any nuggets.
That's when I woke up. Not the worst nightmare, but god dammit I went to the store and didn't get any nuggets while everyone else ate. And no I didn't get nuggets in real life either.
My nightmares: "What if mosquitos were the size of cars?"
You should watch the mist
My brain doesn't need to create giant spiders with acid webs because that movie already did it.