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My dreams were always the same I could see myself laughing . I was standing somewhere in a forest a raindrop rolled down a branch and fell on my nose . My hair was a sparkling red color and I was wearing a white flowing ball gown made from silk. I could feel him the one I loved staring at me intensely . His eyes as gold as the sun . I could hear him saying my love Fleur .. you are everything to me. His fingertips lightly shivering as he touched my face beckoning for me to come closer. I don't know what I would do if I lost you . "Are you sure you want to be with me?" My body protested as I fought for him to stay but he never did. As soon as I woke up his presence was gone. ↗

— Isabella Kruger

#romance #vampire #dreams

We weren't really friends yet, just knowers of each other's secret stuff. ↗

— Beth Bloom

#funny #humor #silly #funny

With nearly 20 days until Iraq emerges as a free sovereign state for the first time in more than three decades, terrorists have increasingly targeted our country's infrastructure. ↗

— Iyad Allawi

#days #decades #emerges #first #first time

Take a limitation and turn it into an opportunity. Take an opportunity and turn it into an adventure by dreaming BIG! ↗

— Jo Franz

#disbilities #high-school #inspirational #ms #overcoming-obstacles

Performance enhancements are most impressive when used by that sedentary athlete, the videogamer. After he turns to hitchhiking in disgrace, his giant thumbs can take him anywhere. ↗

— Bauvard

#doping #funny #hitchhiking #humor #steroids

Jesse is a good guy, although I don't understand the infatuation with the spandex he is always running around in. ↗

— Holly Hood

#funny

I’d never name my kid Mark, for fear he’d be a target—a mark.
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— Jarod Kintz

#bizarre #funny #humor #random #random-thought

And then I recalled those mysterious stories about the waxworkers of the middle ages and the public reprobation attached to their trade. Did they not live in cellars, in the eternal twilight propitious for enchantments and apparitions? Their visionary art (who, more than they, evoked a truer image of life?) was closely related to that of magicians: bewitchments were carried out with wax figures, witch trials are full of them, and one particular legend haunted me above all, that of the modeler from Anspach, who slowly squeezed the soul and the life out of his model in order to animate his painted waxwork and then, having finished his work of art, awaited nightfall to go and bury the corpse in the ditch at the city walls. ↗

— Jean Lorrain

#murder #waxworks #age

Salvation history reveals sin as literally a broken home. ↗

— Scott Hahn

#god #home

I'm not any kind of a bigot, I'm not. ↗

— Samuel Alito

#bigot #i #kind