Just had a nightmare

[AmsterdamAssassin]

Now I'm getting it. The walking distance to my dad's car, the brothel is the left side of myself while walking to the parking lot. The hooker in the nightmare dream approached from the left side. It must be a veiled warning not to go into that place because I could get corrupted.

As good an explanation as any. Follow that advice.

 

[Bible_Belt]

Given the history that I actually visited an escort on December 5, 2014 at 11:00 pm, named Bianca, who came from Brazil two months before I visited her, and had a nervous break-down onset (ie what I guess it would be scientifically called without getting into a religious discussion about spirits) the following morning on December 6, 2014, things like this is suspect. Sometime in December, 2014, during, I also had a dream where I saw the same face of Bianca, knock on my car door window, I pulled down the window, she asked me the same question, "would I like to have a good time?", and I freaked out and yelled. This same TYPE of dream happened before in December, 2014. This has happened again here, but I didn't actually visit an escort this time. Why would I get a dream like that then? It doesn't make any sense.

Escorts are the definition of lack of intimacy. That's why you are fixated on it.

 

[corrector]

Escorts are the definition of lack of intimacy. That's why you are fixated on it.

Right. You know I am temp incel right?

 

[MatureDJ]

Was walking through a delapidated building with vagrants around. A lady approached me from the left and in a soft but firm feminine voice, asked me if I wanted to have a good time? I yelled out this blood curdling no!!!! at the top of my voice. Woke up my folks and I had to explain to my mom that I rejected a prostitute in my dreams. The prostitute, looked like a 5/6 chubby woman but there was something very off, strange and disturbing about her which made my skin crawl. I guess I rejected a prostitute then. Things must be looking up.

My dreams that have sexualized women always have hot ones, like opening up a closet and finding Elly May Clampett buck nekkid & dripping wet.

 

[MatureDJ]

Right. You know I am temp incel right?

It's temporarily OVER for TempCels.

 

[corrector]

I withdraw some extra money from the ATM yesterday, however, my dad has parked in an area of the plaza close to the street so I don't have to walk across that brothel while going towards the car. That temptation is now eliminated.

Just this morning, an aggressive beggar was approaching everyone on the train platform asking for change for lunch. The thought had crossed my mind to give him some money and say "hey, I was going to fvck a prostitute down the street with this dough but you can buy lunch with this instead", but changed my mind as he already asked everyone and left the station. Boy, that guy made everyone feel uncomfortable. Not one person looked like they helped him out and I feel like I would be encouraging that aggressive type of behaviour if I did, not to mention making a spectical of myself by saying something that insane and over the top!

 

[Bible_Belt]

I withdraw some extra money from the ATM yesterday, however, my dad has parked in an area of the plaza close to the street so I don't have to walk across that brothel while going towards the car. That temptation is now eliminated.

Just this morning, an aggressive beggar was approaching everyone on the train platform asking for change for lunch. The thought had crossed my mind to give him some money and say "hey, I was going to fvck a prostitute down the street with this dough but you can buy lunch with this instead", but changed my mind as he already asked everyone and left the station. Boy, that guy made everyone feel uncomfortable. Not one person looked like they helped him out and I feel like I would be encouraging that aggressive type of behaviour if I did, not to mention making a spectical of myself by saying something that insane and over the top!

I was using a grocery store self checkout last week, and the guy next to me doing the same thing kept screaming at the machine. Whenever the automated voice spoke, he would yell, "Shut the fvck up, b1tch!" I was tempted offer similar advice to him, but didn't. Then the next day, I'm standing in line at the post office, and the same guy is there. Only this time, I'm guessing he was sober, and he hardly said a word to anyone. It was like two different people.