Movies, television shows, online series and name anything, everything we all love from phone screens to big screens are all fabricated, glamourized, full of butterflies and window dressing. It seems realistic, seems us, seems talking and seems the morning sun.
Walking in streets of Roosevelt Avenue wearing your flowy porcelain white dress with a snake-skin belt wrapping your waist, daisy white kitten heels, and holding a small lady-like snake-skin bag that's gonna bite.
Drinking an Americano partnered with soft French croissant or a fresh milk with moist freshly baked cookies in your go to café wearing your best handmade black power suit matching with your black Italian leather shoes.
Sitting in a park full of dancing trees and smell of spring flowers in your best white silk shirt tucked in pastel pink pleaded tulle pencil skirt and bright pink heels. On your left side, a nameless hot millennial pink accompanying you with art supplies ready to put rainbow.
Eating steak at the best restaurant in your smoking red ruby dress, curled black hair, matte Saigon lips, crimson Swarovski crystal heels, and blinding diamond purse that every bite taste heaven and juicy melting in the mouth.
Having a sip of oldest and aromatic red wine every flew in your mouth and blood like angels crying at a famous bar dressed in favorite little black dress. Accessorized with pearls around your neck. But do not forget the red lipstick kissing your lips perfectly and matte black killer heels.
All are ideals. All are dreams. All are fictions. All are should bes. All are wants. All are fantasy.
All do not reflect life. All do not say reality.
All are life. A life that the world needs and needed. Our physical, mental, and emotion wants it and wanted it to be social, financial, political, cultural and so on. This is the world you want for life.
This is fiction but pure fact.
The what ifs we should not face in every single second.
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