sweet soul... it wasn't that you weren't enough, it’s your energy… it asks others to rise up, and not everyone is willing to go where they would grow

never be ashamed⁣ of how deeply and passionately⁣ you loved someone who destroyed you,⁣ because destroying things is just who 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦…⁣ ⁣ but loving things deeply and passionately⁣ is 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦

passionately chasing my self-love story and becoming the version of me that 𝘪 fall in love with… and then letting everything else find me there.

i don't know how to love within reason… i'm heart and guts and ache and mess and passion and soul… and all i can do is just 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

what if the raging inside of you is something beautiful… like your curiosity stretching and your soul stirring

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fire energy girls…

to be steady in the soul and free in the spirit

𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦…⁣ i want you to always be able⁣ to love 𝘺𝘰𝘶 here.

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while we’re here… we can try to love a little deeper, and burn a little brighter, and maybe, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦, we make it a little softer here for someone ❀⋆

i want to believe in kind and beautiful things,⁣ and in a world made of good souls and compassion…⁣ a world where the light is where the⁣ pendulum 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴

love more in rebellion 🩷

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we need artists to keep sharing... artists are the hopecore 🫶

when i love, it's the littlest things about someone that can make a complete mess of me… details, i love madly in details.

i used to be so hard on myself for⁣ how long it can take me to let go and⁣ heal from things, until i started realizing…⁣ 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘴.⁣ i'm not just being⁣ asked to let go, i'm also being asked⁣ to grow… and that kind of healing⁣ happens in your soul's own time.

she's under the wild of the strawberry moon, ⁣ and she feels her heart pulled to face ⁣ all her fears and to find her way through ⁣ all of the dark and heavy things ⁣ that she's carried for 𝘴𝘰. 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨.

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…boys with mischievous smiles and poetry hearts

let the wonder and beauty of your existence fall out of you everywhere, unafraid... no matter who may take it in or hold it with care... let it all be unshaken by the cold.

have a little grace with your fire… you are a wild thing, but you are such a tender thing

why else would you have been given this poetry heart that loves true and deep and beautifully wild if you weren't meant to be loved true and deep and beautifully wild, and to be kissed like wildfire by someone who sees you as art.

𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳…⁣ lay here and lose time with me,⁣ let me tell you of all the things⁣ i adore about you

the way she’s such a soft thing and still lets everything made of fire run so wild in her veins

i don't feel like i'm supposed to search for a soulmate. i feel like i'm supposed to search for my soul. find my soul things. go to my soul places. and i think i'll find who is meant for me somewhere on those pathways… or they'll find me somewhere being the me i want to be.

why else would you have been given this soft and tender heart if you weren't meant to make it softer here for other tender hearts… the way you feel so much helps someone else who feels so much… 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦.⁣

𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 & 𝘢𝘪𝘳...⁣ i want a love that as deep as it feels it breathes just as free⁣

you better stay hellbent in your heart and go where it wants you to go… because it will ache if you don't.

if i am to feel sure of anything... i must learn to feel sure of 𝘮𝘦

you breathe different air with people in your life who give you space for the versions of yourself you've yet to become… you live a whole different kind of life with people who let you dream and grow.

there is too much fire and passion and magic and art and love in you for you to not let it all be who and what you are.

...just hoping for gentle in the unknown ❀

sometimes… letting go is just noticing. a little change in your breath. how it comes a little easier from your lungs. how you feel just a little different in your skin, like it holds a little less memory of what hurt you and a little more texture of who you are.

if it comes close to you... it has to be destiny-colored and deep. souled. there is too much gold in that skin for anything but sure hands to touch it.

integrity is the sweetest sugar

just let the chaos in you be beautiful… you are such a soft and wild thing.

in spite of how heavy the world feels... my passionate heart will love more in rebellion. the way i feel about who and what i love will be even more and more and more… there is going to be passion and love here, no matter what.

the person you are meant to be with will be fascinated by you… completely and breathtakingly fascinated by you.

learning to trust 𝘮𝘦…⁣ then seeing what my heart has to say about everything else.

sweet soul, it wasn't that you weren't enough, it’s your energy… it asks others to rise up, and not everyone is willing to go where they would grow

your heart is too special to not be carried kindly, to not be held like it’s magic

creative energy is 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺 for me. for how i find myself. and my voice. for how i exhale. and how i heal. for how i unbreak a broken heart.

i just like good souls... knowing them, being one, it’s kind of all that really matters

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what if today...⁣ i breathe easy here in my skin,⁣ and exhale, 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥, trusting that there is a⁣ destiny-kissed grace saving me... i could stand a little stronger in my space⁣ knowing that it’s 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦-𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 and 𝘮𝘦-𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥.

we so easily let our fears be these uncontrollable, raging monsters, and yet we see our dreams as such tiny little seeds... why are we not letting the beautiful things be the ones that grow wild?

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let yourself find peace with the apology that’s never coming... even if it came, it wouldn't be enough, and it doesn't hold your healing