connection
you know why the moon mission stuff mattered so much? we’ve been sharing a collective broken heart for what feels like forever, but with the moon stuff, we got to share a dream… and it just feels really, really good to dream.
– butterflies rising
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some ways i’m made of magic…
i’m passionate & creative… i’m a dancer &
a writer, and i spill out all my feelings into
both of those things.
i’m adventurous & spontaneous…
maybe sometimes a little bit reckless…
but i can also be really brave, and i also
dream really big.
i love being a good friend… i’m supportive
& loyal & can hold space for any version of
them. and i’m silly & fun & i’m up for
anything. and i love my friends sooo much
and so deeply… like soulmates.
…and i think all of those things make
me kind of magical
– butterflies rising
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the way we’ve just been conditioned our whole lives as girls & women to just accept SA as an almost inevitable thing we’ll experience… it’s overwhelming to even see any consequences… like it feels foreign to even consider a world where SA is just terrible and rare… but imagine, what if we could have that world
– butterflies rising
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just because they haven’t been
accountable for what they did to you…
it doesn’t mean the energy of what
happened is yours to carry
– butterflies rising
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if there is anything i want to be…
i want to be the most passionate version
of myself… to feel and feel… and follow what i feel,
and inhale love and be love, and exhale any fear…
and this version of me won’t apologize
for having a heart on fire
– butterflies rising
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i don’t know if our nervous systems are
made for social media… to have so much noise
over our own inner voice trying to influence
who and how we should be…
but i’m learning to say things like…
“who and how i want to be can’t be shaken
by what’s outside of me. i need to like me…
and that’s what i’m going to
let matter to me.”
– butterflies rising
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i miss what it
feels like to believe in sunrises.
to wake up feeling like… today will be good,
beautiful things will happen,
and nothing will hurt.
but the world just keeps breaking
my heart again and again
and again.
– butterflies rising
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whenever i see someone talking about how small & controllable women need to be if they want to be loved, it just makes me want to write more poetry about how bright we get to be and be loved.
– butterflies rising
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a love language…
good conversation. intense conversation.
wit, banter, chemistry. tell me things.
a curiosity exchange… the kind you
don’t want to end.
– butterflies rising
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you deserve someone who isn’t afraid of your sparks… the kind of connection where their fire is drawn to your fire.
– butterflies rising
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In December (after Taylor Swift)…
i will make a wish for the world around me to shimmer, for my wildest dreams to fall around me like glitter, and for peace of mind to settle in and exile all my fears away. and in winter’s lavender haze, i will just breathe in the air and say, “life, please show me such beautiful things.” and in the midnight’s falling rain, i will look to the sky and pray that i can let myself deserve really beautiful things. and on my most delicate and dark days, i will close my eyes and say… “i am a beautiful thing.”
– butterflies rising
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