Tag: Dreams
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Dreams & wishes
As children we somehow seem to have our future selves worked out, we dream big and don’t even entertain the negativity of the world. And then life begins throwing stones at our feet, and the stones turn to rock’s, then boulder’s that are so huge, and we slowly stop even trying. Then we turn around…
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Be Careful .
I am ultimately a Woman
I have days where I want to Dominate you completely and try to break you! I have days where I want to protect you and hold you in My arms, keep you safe. I have days where I want to just use your body for My satisfaction and pleasure.… -
Rewind, Begin Again.
Take a bullet proof, metal box, take each memory, visual picture, dream, hope and expectations you had inside. Open each one touch it and remember that feeling, place them one by one inside the box, remember to cry, laugh, ache and relive them all. Close the lid, lock it and place the key deep inside…
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Fairy Tails.
Fantasy, such a lovely word, but so far from the real world. It makes you feel like there’s something real out there that is worth discovering. So far I have found that there’s only fantasy. And that goes for me as well, every time I begin to feel like I am worth loving I find…
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Only that Moon.
Theres a movie I love, in it the one woman say’s – ” when the air is warm and the cricket’s sing I dream of a love that the moon and stars lay down for, I want someone to love me, but there is no Man, only that Moon”
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Magic
My best movie is “Practical Magic”, I relate to this, been brought up believing that Magic is all around us, we just get so caught up in life that we forget to see it. If you believe it then it has power, I forgot for a while but I won’t going forward, We can do…
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Rose colour glasses.
Glasses we are born with, they protect us and help us see the best of this beautiful world. Most of the time we go through life, just getting bigger glasses. Sometimes someone walks up to us and rips them off, stands in front of you and takes a blow torch and just burns them until…
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Bubbles
Soft balls of air made out of water and soap, that’s all a bubble is. And yet it floats and reflects the colour of the world that nobody sees without it. It need’s someone to use the air in their lungs, blow softly and bring them to Life so others can see them. A bubble…
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His Words bring Him to life.
Author: ladyjewel An old tin box rusted slightly with roses that have faded gently at the corners,Soft hands tenderly lift the box onto her lap, the key turned slowly and the lid lifted. Inside the letters bound in a ribbon that at one time was a bright pretty red, the pages curling at the edges…