I dream in fragments In colors In feelings I haven t fully lived yet But they re there pulsing under the surface like another heartbeat I dream of a studio that smells like incense and fresh ink where I design in the morning and shoot in the afternoon A space that s mine every corner dripping with mood with intention Velvet concrete candlelight A mirror tall enough to see every version of myself past and present I don t want luxury for show I want depth Atmosphere Quiet power I dream of a life without filters no fake smiles no pretending to be softer than I am Just me in all my intensity I want to create freely touch boldly speak without flinching I want to look in the mirror at 50 and say Fuck yes You lived it all I dream of taking what I ve built and helping other women build their own fire Showing them that survival isn t just something we do it s something we transform into beauty pleasure and success And maybe just maybe I dream of someone who doesn t try to tame me Who doesn t want to fix me Just someone who watches me burn and chooses to stay close to the flame