Where are my dreams...?

No, I'm serious. Where the fuck are they? I was known for having wierd, awesome, screwed up dreams. My family would wake up in the morning waiting to hear another amazingly whacked story from me. But I haven't had a dream for months now...what happened? Did i lose my imagination, or is my subconscience faulty or something? I MISS MY DREAMS! Please give them back to me, whoever has them -_-
I remember my first two dreams (that i remember) were actually nightmares. The first was of a troll chasing this young couple through these really dingy apartments. The girl had a screwed up ankle, and the guy (who looked like Elvis) was carrying her, while running away fromt he troll. Then the guy vanished from the dream, and it was only the girl and the Troll. They started swinging form vines, like a bad jungle man movie, where the vines just hang from the air, but through the city. And yeah, i was six so it was pretty scary. My next nightmare was probably the scariest one I've had, (apart form one where my brother was trying to kill me) and it's too long to write down, but basically, my house was completely flooded, and the walls had turned into mirrors. My brother and I were the only ones in the house, and we had to be really quiet because there was this witch living in our house who had eaten our parents. But yeah, there was this huge chase thing, and we ended up escaping from the house, and as my brother hid in the bushes, I ran to my auntie's house which was down the road. It was night time, and there was nobody around and I just remember runnning faster than I'd ever run. When i got to my aunt's house, i banged on the door for ages, crying and shaking. When i saw that the door knob was turning, I was preared to jump into her arms, but as the door opened, I saw the witch standing at the door, holding my brother by his shoulders. And yeah, lots of screaming and crying. It was pretty bad, but i loved it :D And there have been so many wierdly awesome ones and ARGH i just want my dreams back :'(
Chris told me that dreams are a way for your body to deal with some issues or problems you may be experiencing. But, it's not like I haven't had problems in the past few months... WHERE WAS MY SUBCONSCIENCE THEN?!?!
Maybe it's because of my lack of sleep. But I've been sleeping more now, so if i don't get atleast ONE dream this week, I will cry. This is becoming stupid. I ALWAYS remember my dreams. So "maybe you just don't remember them" is not an excuse I'm taking.
Dreams- GET YOUR ASSES BACK INTO MY HEAD -_-

Holy Matrimony~~

Couples. Married couples, i mean. EEERRMMM....is it right? Is it right that we should choose somebody -ONE PERSON- to spend the rest of our lives with? You may love each other, but there's always that one thing they do that will piss you off for as long as you live..
"She always asks where I've been, who I was with"
"He always leaves his socks under the bed"
Well, you see honey, people just don't change. I've come to realise that now. If they're raised to be some way, or if it's in them, they won't change. You chose to be with the dude. Deal with it.
So i suppose, since we live in this society which only accepts having one life partner, all we have to know is "choose wisely"? Won't one person eventually get sick of the other in, say, 50 years? Or in some cases, only after a couple of years. But that's what divorce is for. Then there's silly Catholicism, which frowns upon divorce. Well, ofcourse, you popes, bishops, priests and crap aren't married. You don't know what it's like to deal with one person's crap for the rest of your life. I'm not saying that I do..but i can see it. Meh, people tell me not to get married. That it's shit and ruins your life. Yeah well, THANKS.
What if I get to that situation?
"Oh shit, I'm going to have to look at your face everyday for the next 60 years"
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Why the fuck am I writing a blog about MARRIAGE??

Well, I'm off to try and talk to the bitch spirit in my house.
Adieu xox

Hmm..

Blooog i have no idea what I'm feeling... anger that these guests won't leave i suppose. Paedophile among them. Mom having a crush on said paedophile. Geez mom, stop taking his phone...he said he liked the picture with ME in it -_-
pffft whatever. It's never boys my age. It's always guys who are way too old.
As i recalled to Jammah, i have a 93 year old man, whom my mother works for who, whenever he sees me, says i grow more beautiful every time he sees me. Ok, not that bad..but WHY THE HELL would he look me up and down and say, with a very hungry look in his eye "Wow. Now that's something I'd like to wake up to in the morning."
0.o...haha..um, thanks sir. Do you want me to get your fucking slippers? ^^
MEH. Sheesh, it makes me think how lonely they must be, that they get satisfaction from looking at ALMOST 16 YEAR OLD GIRLS. Get a life, moron.