••Song; Fantasy- Alina Baraz••
I sat in most luxurious way to travel, as I was no custom to certain Lifestyles.
Oh how to live a life of the Rich and famous.
Here I sat elegantly waiting for plane to come to a complete stop.The plane doors swag open let the beautiful Italy Sun come in.
I took my first step down while hold the edge of Hiya Black Suede Fedora Hat holding in place before warm breeze blew it away.I proudly took she step down as my pointed stilletto hiker boot. I wasn't dress in usual Henry Barbie apparel. This was a time of freedom. So, tore up dark jeans shorts with a cocktail silk hater top that twisted around my neck twice. If Henry same me in such a "lay back" clothing I would know the punishment that came with it.
Happiness filled my body like a thanksgiving dinner, making me feel naturally high but sleepy. The best part all of Henry's dogs still exact where the belong in the dog pound.
I met have mention it's one or twice how happy I was to be all alone.I happily took my luggage walking away from the little airline. I decide to wave down a cab.
I decide to go against the my new way of living with a hint of some normalcy without the millions of money.
The cab stops as he drives to my cozy home away from my hellish institution.
A permanent smile cross my face as I rare showed this rarefied emotion.
The little yellow car that's the streets of little Italy as my past self flashes before my eyes.I have come along way from crying on death door, a girl who was met to down in Mexico paying for sin of others.
But ironically I have to Thank the woman who first show me that cruelty is a control emotion. A woman I knew as mother.But this trip wasn't met to remained of my horrible past life, no point to driving down memory lane.
I was here to change other pattern of my current episode.
Make up.
A new business
A new concept development.
The idea behind my current madness is introducing the woman from my adult films a new line of makeup, stating the' sweatiness of love making won't make your mascara run. '
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