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princessofdreams23-blog · 5 years

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To the man i prayed for

Never woud i dreamed of liking a guy like you..

But i prayed for you anyway, im still searching for clues if its really you who is my answered prayer or someone else.

But i am still betting for you. I dont know what spell you casted on me that made me want to like you and hope for you to like me back..

I wish love is like picking a fruit that once you have it, its for you alone to cherish it. But you have life and freedom, you took 5 princesses and maybe none of them was me, but i still pray for you.

Until i let go of thinking, but im still betting for you. That no matter who youll end up with, ill merrily accept it but ill still pray ill find my own pair in the likes of you. 💕

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princessofdreams23-blog · 5 years

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Dreams

January 10 12:58 a.m

I had a very adventurous yet terrifying dream, that is. It all started in a beautiful enchanting falls and i followed the streams. Down there i noticed a ship, everyone was happily riding the ship but suddenly it sank, its a bad idea to stay below the sunken ship, but it seem as though there was no chance of escaping because the elevator was full, so i went up, i found two of my friends (in reality -not so close friends who knows how to swim efficiently) they brought with them a rubber boat, where we can ride and they let me ride, but since were below the sinking ship we have to pass the window to make it out there.

We successfully escaped the dreadful ship wreck, but i thought torment already ended coz i still cant wake up from my dream. I had found out that that sinking incident was no mere accident but made by a infamous woman who likes torturing people. In my dream we were about 5 who survived the incident including the two friends who let me join their ride. Im.not sure what was their deal but everyone was either killing theirselves or kill one another, when i witnessed one girl who survived a clash with another she took all the sharp and heavy metal to kill me, but i only took one sharp thing that looks like a twig, i tried pushing it in her body, her skin looks like paper as i torn and that twig entered her as soft as mallows, but it hurt her, she could only do was to try carryinh the heavy metal like rod and hit me. It hurt, in my dream it hurt.. But i gaze into her heart and buried the twig in it not once but 4 times making sure i hit her heart. She died.. I won.. I took another item like stacel and was about to kill another man.. But he said were friends, indeed we tried escaping the horror but got caught by the police... Im not sure why or how the police got involved but they dont believe what we were saying, we were caught once again. Im so tired, the woman tortured me till i fell asleep. My bottoms were aching, then i found out she grinded my bottoms until it reached the rectum. All i can think of was the pain of not digesting my food well. There was one survivor who got injured and a part of her became a dog.. It was like a human experiment and the lady who tortured me likes anal intimacy that she wanted to make my hole bigger for a bigger object to fit in. When she left, we tried escaping once more, then another set of police took in with dogs with them. The dog could have sneeres us but it became friendly and embraced us all. The police took us and help us and put the woman in jail.

The last thing i remembered was an introduction to a form of genocide but not exactly the term. It explained, how one group of happy people could eventually die out their laughters because someone is not happy about it.

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