How dreams change...

Hey beauties!

Last weeks, most nights I’m awake till 3:30, spent hours and hours on thinking about my future. Last month I turned 18 and I feel só old right now, haha no, just kidding. But you know…
When I was this little girl, about 7 or 8 years old, I told everybody ‘’Oh, I’m going to be a huge popstar’’ and ‘’I’m going to be a world famous fashion designer’’. And it was OK. And you know the ironic part of it is, that now… it just seems like there is no longer room for dreams, and things you really want suddenly became this ‘unrealistic’. I just don’t - get - the - point! We live in a world full of people, pretending something they’re not. So what’s wrong with trying to work hard for realize what you believe in?

Maybe those things are far, far away and yes, maybe I’m a dreamer. But wasn’t John Lennon?
He imagined about a world without religion, without heaven and hell, without countries, without possessions… He dreamt about a brotherhood of man, but till nowadays it still hasn’t become real.
But wasn’t it a great song?



Love, Elle Bee, X