What will bring more joy into my life and how can I bring more joy into the world? How can I increase my wealth for more opportunities and experiences aligned with who I am and what I desire? How can I spread goodness to myself and the world? How can I be a better daughter…
The Party of My Dreams | 21 and Strawberry Cake
In my dreams as a very little girl, I awake to a birthday morning in a room streaming in fluffy pink ribbons and balloons of pink hearts all around me, awaiting a kitchen filled with presents enwrapped in pink and a delicious cake of the same shade. I awake this morning to my dream. written…
1,000 Days of Missing You Deeply
In my hands a box of thyme I gift to you, wondering what with it will all you do. Will you open its lid and let the pieces scatter in the wind, the saddest of all sins? Or will you with generous hand flavor it in every dish, and in your sentiment, fulfill my sweetest…
Do You Know What it Means? | World of Dreams
I dream of me almost sleeping, by your side while you speak, you call to the beautiful girls all around you, rubbing my legs, my feet– speaking in a voice that was not your own, while I look out into the distance of a vast world ~Sammicakes
princess transformation | self-indulgent dress sequence
the princess adorns her new gown for the ball, feeling more beautiful and strange than ever before! Laileah sat on a low window seat, swinging her feet. As she waited for the other woman, she admired the craftsmanship of her gown. It was one of the most delicate shades of blue she had ever seen,…
A Child Born With a Greater Propensity for Sadness than His Peers
memories of the fairytale’s prince In a clearing that had lost its detail and remained only its space and existence were four children. Two boys of bronze skin and golden hair, and the other set of twins the boys both called Flower. One of the boys, louder and brash, was usually not to play with…
Words of the Beloved
What a gift she was, what a gift she held, what a gift she loved. There would be no satisfaction in death for either of them, she thought, if they did not complete what they were tasked to do.
a remembered dream
how strange a thought it is now to think it was once lost this loving reality-to-be that guides my every step once forgotten by me how horrible life would be (would be and was) to live (just barely) with forgotten dreams ~Sammicakes
destiny, calling, and the future you now hold
The one I want would want me to love myself. And I cannot love myself if I feel I am not living honestly. I cannot love myself if I let what I once thought of myself drain me of life and love. There are no limits to my dreams, and love is simply an umbrella…
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