DesireeHollifield
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- Nov 20, 2012
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I dreamt I was running down the dirt road I used live on when I was little. It was really dark and there were trees with baby heads and people's torsoes hanging from ropes. There were also fake skeletons like halloween decor. I ran down the canal at the end and met a man who tried to kill me with a shovel so we sword fought with brooms until we decided to be friends. He liked to grind puppies in blenders until it looked like refried beans. I was suddenly in my home and Marilyn Monro's body was frozen on the floor. Some man was obsessed and kept her bod. He would lie on the floor with it, blowing cold breath to keep it cold. I was like, "She's beautiful because she's dead. Death is what made her the most beautiful, because she's gone." And he had a heart attack and died. I don't know why I said those things.
What is up with this dream?
What is up with this dream?