I like to creep around my home and act like a goblin. I don’t know why but I just enjoy doing this. Maybe it’s my way of dealing with stress or something but I just do it about once every week. Generally I’ll carry around a sack and creep around in a sort of crouch-walking position making goblin noises, then I’ll walk around my house and pick up various different “trinkets” and put them in my bag while saying stuff like “I’ll be having that” and laughing maniacally in my goblin voice (“trinkets” can include anything from shit I find on the ground to cutlery or other utensils). The other day I was talking with my neighbours and they mentioned hearing weird noises like what I wrote about and I was just internally screaming the entire conversation. I’m 99% sure they don’t know it’s me but god that 1% chance is seriously weighing on my mind.

a strange weird odd freaky concerning dream i had...

have you ever watched the movie inception? to sum it up quickly it's about these spies or secret agents or sum that can create and go into other people's lucid dreams. and then in those dreams they can go into another layer of dream an its crazy, its a good movie, like any other Chris Nolan film, would highly reccromend.

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well i went to bed last night. i guess i mustve fell asleep really quick because i didn't even feel asleep, and i got out of bed. but then everything went dark, like there was a blackout. i was still able to think but i didn't really realize i was dreaming yet so i started walking toward where my lamp would've been so i coud turn it back on.
it took really long to get there and i heard noises around me while i was walking, but i switched it on when i reached where the corner of my domecile would've been. excpt it wasnt.
i was instead standing on a checkered floor like a 40s diner. i turned around to look around and sure enough i was in some sort of diner, in front of that wierd metal bar counter thing that looked like this:

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there were other people there too but i couldn't see their faces, because they were all staring at their plates or eating or something. i took a seat at one of the stools and ordered something, i don't exactyl remember what because it never came. i went to check my phone but it was really blurry and shit so i went to look closer at the screen and it was like my view transitioned into the phone.

i was once again in a dark place, but i was holding a flashlight and, for some reason, a shotgun. it was really fucking cold too, and i realized i wasn't wearing my usual jumpsuit and shit, but instead i was wearing a really fucking thin shirt and gym shorts. no fucking wonder i was freezing i tunred the flashlight on and i was able to see a couple feet infront of me. i was on some sort of hiking trail so i started walking and wlaking and walking until i stepped into a pile of leaves and fucking

SNAP!

fucking bear trap on my leg and it fucking hurt like hell and i couldn't get it off. i dropped my flashlight in surprise and i couldn't see anything except myself and this stupd fucking bear trap. i started yelling for help but nothing responded and i started losing control of my dream self. i could only watch in terror through my own fucking eyes as i took the shotgun and

i woke up outside the diner fromt he first part with a killer fucking headache. figures that was the case because of what happened in the forest.

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