Thanks to Scoop, I've learned a lot about how the male mind works, and as a result I've been having nightmares for months.
Her cerulean eyes widened. "You dream about me?" His gaze snapped back to hers. "Nightmares only
As special as it is to listen to your friends argue over whether or not you have a mental illness,I'm starting to get the urge to go back to class.
I’m just saying it doesn’t always have to be spirits and magic. Sometimes hauntings are in your mind. It doesn’t make them less real.
I want to get some sleep, so if there's something mind-numbingly disturbing you want to show me, can we just get it over with?
One of the critical factors that make people’s dreams become nightmares is that they don’t know there is a cost to be paid!
Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.
When your dreams turn into a nightmare, it’s time to wake up.
Darian murdered them in cold blood. That’s a crime punishable with life in the Terrorscape, where you experience the worst nightmares imaginable.
Life without Ethan was something worse than a nightmare. It was real. So real that I refused to believe it.
But I had already fallen. Fallen into this deep, dark hole. I was trapped. Trapped in this nightmare.
We are more than the person who wakes each day. We are the dreams of the previous night and the nightmares of the week before.
All the nightmares will come true, whether you try or not, but for your dreams to come true, you have to do everything.
You learned to run from what you feel, and that's why you have nightmares. To deny is to invite madness. To accept is to control.
You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance. Lost, injured, hurt by chance. I screamed to the heavens....loudly screamed.... Trying to change our nightmares into dreams...
I have nightmares about hell, where all I do is add up numbers and try to have conversations with people like you.
When I was in primary school, my best friend was a boy and we always goofed around, climbed trees, got holes in my trousers and muddied all my tops and things like that; a complete nightmare for the washing, but great fun.
I think my character's getting to the point where he can't even eat spaghetti with red sauce anymore, where he has horrible nightmares, he can't sleep anymore.
Anybody that's not supportive of me staying sober obviously has to go. But on the other hand, there are not really a lot of people who don't want me to stay sober. I was a nightmare.
I live within my daydreams and nightmares; through that, I have learned to create, and I never cease from doing so.
In a reality known as the garden of beautiful eden, Adam is dreaming about his sinful children on earth. He is struggling to wake up from a terrible nightmare.
