#air

Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #erotica

Your place is with me. It always will be. -Jem Carstairs ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #tessa-gray

I am the best there ever was! ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#fairies

You cannot be fair to others without first being fair to yourself. Know that a well-honed sense of justice is a measure of personal experience, and all experience is a measure of self. Know that the highest expression of justice is mercy. Thus, as the supreme judge in your own court, you must have compassion for yourself. Otherwise, cede your gavel. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#charity #fair #fairness #judge #judgment

My first thought was, “I got a haircut and trimmed my pubes for this job interview?” Then I thought, “Maybe being a political intern isn’t such a bad gig after all. I could learn the ropes that bind the people into bondage.”
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— Jarod Kintz

#dirty #haircut #intern #internship #interview

...stooping very low, He engraves with care His Name, indelible, upon our dust; And from the ashes of our self-despair, Kindles a flame of hope and humble trust. He seeks no second site on which to build, But on the old foundation, stone by stone, Cementing sad experience with grace, Fashions a stronger temple of His own. ↗

— Patricia St. John

#despair #grace #holy-spirit #hope #love

It was exciting to be off on a journey she had looked forward to for months. Oddly, the billowing diesel fumes of the airport did not smell like suffocating effluence, it assumed a peculiar pungent scent that morning, like the beginning of a new adventure, if an adventure could exude a fragrance. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#adventures #airport #airports #excitement #experiences

She wondered that hope was so much harder then despair. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#despair #hope #loss-of-faith #faith

At night I no longer dreamed, nor did I let my imagination work during the day. The once vibrant escapes of watching myself fly through the clouds in bright blue costumes, were now a thing of the past. When I fell asleep, my soul became consumed in a black void. I no longer awoke in the mornings refreshed; I was tired and told myself that I had one day less to live in this world. I shuffled through my chores, dreading every moment of every day. With no dreams, I found that words like hope and faith were only letters, randomly put together into something meaningless - words only for fairy tales. ↗

— Dave Pelzer

#dreams

Though I adore the idea of Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, Sandman, the Tooth Fairy, and such luminary characters—especially their altruism and devotion—I still don't believe in them.  For I know the truth.  Only one such miracle worker exists who performs magic in my life, seeing to my wants and needs without fail.  That queen is my mother.  With unwavering faith I believe in her. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#easter-bunny #mom #mother #richelle #richelle-goodrich