fancy ur chances? if ever there was needed, scientific proof, that the female personality is the embodiment of feline 😏🐈 kittens have claws to

perhaps, grief’s all the luv we would’ve given them, if we still could, held safe in our heart. grief isn’t a bad thing; it’s raw, it hurts, it tears us open, it’s timeless & endless; but it means we luv’d & that we still luv. to hold onto the capacity to luv inspite of living, that is priceless.

😁 plus they’re blessed with better suspension to navigate those ups & downs of life😉 hehehe ☺️

but hearing, actually hearing, is the loudest form of respect. to sit with ur ego’s discomfort so another may speak their truth. to receive it without judgement or interpretation. that’s the highest form of respect we can offer another. that their words; their truth is valid, & safe with us

life’s too short to let things pass unsaid. in this beautiful chaos, that ever changes from heartbeat to eye blink. speak. speak pure. speak truth. speak. the left unspoken is not silence. it screams into the chasm between worlds & universes & hearts. speak the unsaid.

the most important things to teach girls: -u don’t need to be nice to be a good person. know the difference. -no; is a complete sentence. U never need explain or justify ur choices to anyone about anything -speak up; irrelevant of who does or not hear u. U have the right to say

A prayer for the wild at heart Kept in cages I know how you long To run wild and free To feel your blood pumping To hear your heart beating faster Yet you can’t For you are locked inside a prison One that you will never escape

something so flattering knowing someone chooses to ignore the distractions of life to focus their mind & energy solely on the act of sharing a conversation with you.

oh i do so thank whatever goddesses may be for my unconquerable soul. that under the bludgeonings of chance my spirit though bloody, remains unbowed. ever am i mistress of my fate, for i am the captain of my soul.

“Even at a discreet distance an angry woman is a dangerous thing” Clearly a man who knew women well! Do so luv the script writing of early cinema. All one needs to know about life, women & love penned in prose ✍️📝🎞️🎥🎬

Aim at the high mark and you will hit it. No, not the first time, not the second time and maybe not the third. But keep on aiming and keep on shooting for only practice will make you perfect. Finally you'll hit the bull's-eye of success." - Annie Oakley

strange how one person can inflect so much lasting damage on so many minds & all the world still think of them a saint. closed doors. endurance of empty hope. faith in unanswered prayer. thoughts best not dwelt upon. dry cold ash, no more than dust, no more than we r. blessed to exist.

sometimes I just want to curl up in a lap & be loved

born a feral soul, an inexplicable spark of life that emanates freedom & seeks perception, belonging to only herself yet giving a piece of herself to everyone she meets If u discover her, hold on to her, she may allow u into her chaos, she might even gift u a touch of her magic