What are crowd dreams about?

Last night I (20y.M) had a dream about my ex, someone who i just cant let go of no matter how much time passes by.

It started with me hanging out with my brother and some friends in a large apartment complex when i find a party going on in one of them. I alone enter and as i turn around i notice that all of my buds had vanished. Turning back around to the door, a girl greets me, looks about my age, although i have never seen her before. She welcomes me inside and tells me its an orgy party celebrating a certain someones 21st birthday. This had me in shock and i didnt know how to respond before this girl took my hand and began leading further into the apartment, which had now expanded into the size of your average middle class house. Going into the living room it was revealed the person whom was throwing the party was my ex, who claimed "the guest of honor had arrived." All around the room were countless girls, who were all of similar age, wearing skimpy dresses or hardly nothing at all; all of them doing something erotic or teasing.

I was confused, then she told me i could have my way with any of the girls in the room except for her, but then something in me clicked... i refused. I told her the one person i would do anything with *was* her, so... she offered a deal: "if you can satisfy every girl in this room and still have enough energy, then i will participate." I accepted then prepared myself for the mob approaching me, each one with a hungry expression on their faces.
Almost embarrassingly frightened, i began, one after one after one. Orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. After a while i thought to myself i had to have gone through over a dozen girls but the mob just wont thin and my ex just appears further each time; and with each time, my stamina depletes, but my resolve does not.

I continue to try until i black out and i awake irl with a very empty feeling in my chest.

I’m having a reoccurring dream that happens over a series of phases (with no connections among the phases) the first one is I’m shopping in a large crowded supermarket (walmart or target etc) with my Aunt ( on my mother’s side) and my father, I decide to use the bathroom, upon entering the bathroom i notice that the bathroom is way nicer than that of a supermarket almost like a swanky club. I do my business and begin to wash my hands, in the mirror I see a scraggly disheveled scarred man, I am instantly petrified, he reaches for me aggressively and I lunge backwards onto the door and begin trying to unlock it, he peruses me and before he reaches me I get the door open and fall backwards through the door back into the store. I call for help but no one is there.

The next phase is me, two friends/classmates, and my aunt (same aunt). We’re in a library doing some sort of paper work, and that’s it nothing interesting.

The next phase takes place in the fall and is me, and one of my friends/classmates from the last phase, we’re walking to class from the coffee shop (like most mornings) and he says we should detour through the recently built park (no such park exists or has ever existed) we walk through the park and then go to class.

The last phase is me laying on a blanket in the same park this time in the summer, laying next to me is a man but I can’t see his faces he offers me a red flower with a string tied to it. I take it and then I wake up.

have absolutely no idea what this mean but I would like to know. ( I’ve had the dream about 10 times now)

In real life Im a A cup, tops, and barely that. In my dream I was on stage, absolutely belting it out and the crowd was fucking loving what I was giving them. I dont even know what I was singing, genuinely didn’t know who I was until I started looking around and was running my fingers through my hair and it kind of just hit me like “my god, I’m *Bowie*”. It was all a little more crystal clear than im used to when I’m dreaming, usually everything appears kind of velvety soft but this was crisp, and loud, and I *was* Bowie and I had *the* biggest set of naturals I have ever seen in my life and I woke up feeling weirdly cleansed and emotional, and if I’m being honest, crying a little. Dont know what to make of it but I’ve been riding the high regardless.

Last night, I had a dream that I was in a very small room with cement walls and no windows. My husband I were in there together. We were running out of oxygen. Someone entered and sat down. We were afraid that this person would reduce the amount of oxygen in the room even faster. We wanted to escape through the door, but a crowd of people was trying to enter and we couldn't get out.

Then, I dreamed that I was trapped under a canoe. My husband knew I was under there and could drown, but he didn't call for help or try to save me.

There's a girl I used to speak to who I liked very much and she felt similar. Though for a reason I'll explain soon we knew we could never be together. I still think of her often, but she seems to be on my mind now a lot more now that I'm home from university and I know she's close by in my home town. I think of her a lot lately, everyday if you want the truth. Though I don't think she thinks of me as much as I her.

I had a dream in which we sat on a park bench table, her on one side, me on the other. There were lots of people around, the bench/table was full. Her ex-boyfriend and who is also my old friend sat next to me. I tried to avoid looking at her throughout the whole dream and she seemed to also be avoiding looking at me, though I caught her glance a few times. Then I saw her outright staring at me. It was crazy. I gave up attempting not to look at her and looked back up and I see she's staring at me like no-one's ever stared at me before. The most intense stare I've ever seen. I couldn't decipher her expression. I don't know if it was sympathy for the hard times she knew I went through, whether it was a look of longing for me, whether it was the look when you get when someone wants to fuck you. It was just an expression of pure intense emotion like I'd never seen before. I dreamt this about a week ago and can't stop thinking about it. I can't describe it properly with words. It was crazy. and it's been on my mind a hell of a lot.

After that, a huge crowd of people who she knows and people I don't like took me away. One guy grabbed me by the arm real hard and took me away across the field to somewhere. That's all I remember.

There's no point me talking to her because whatever we had is gone, it's a lost cause and I know she won't feel the same now. Maybe it's just a dream and means nothing. But I just can't stop thinking about that stare. It felt too real.

What do you think?