My dreams were all my own I accounted for them to nobody they were my refuge when annoyed – my dearest pleasure when free. Topic: Dreams, Author: Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Share Article: Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Share on Pinterest Share on Telegram Share on Whatsapp Copy Link
1 In my childhood America was like a religion. Then real-life Americans abruptly entered my life – in jeeps – and upset all my dreams.
4 Deep down I'm a Texas girl looking for that big romance every girl dreams about. Biologically I look forward to being a cornerstone of a family. I'll be in my glory when I have a child on my knee.
