Date: 1/27/2019
By Furby
In the dream, a guy I apparently hated came to my house, and I didn't want him there. I closed the front door on him and he kept trying to come in. I screamed no and pushed the door completely shut, and somehow managed to break a ton of his bones and flay half of his face off by doing so. He went to the hospital and I felt insane guilt. The next day, I was suddenly at a party of sorts when I heard the news that the guy had died in the hospital. Afterwards, the party guests decided to humiliate me in front of everyone by showing embarrassing videos and pictures of me while laughing and calling me terrible things. I had a mental breakdown and ran to the bathroom, where I then slit my wrists with a razor blade, stumbling into the living room and bleeding everywhere.