love
if you’re going through a heartbreak season… use the fire energy you feel… let yourself be angry, burn the photos, read angry poetry, journal your pain out, scream at the night sky… feel it all and let it burn right through you until it lights a spark of healing in you
– butterflies rising
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me & my friends are watching the
Empire State Couple’s Netflix documentary
& there’s a part where Vanya is talking about
him making her feel safe while they’re doing
all these crazy things climbing together,
and he says…
“the safer she was, the more creative she became”
and y’all, if that isn’t some kind of
metaphor for being able to trust someone.
– butterflies rising
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i don’t want AI-created things…
i want poetry & art & music that comes from love & passion & pain. i want something that came from someone overcoming something they didn’t think they’d survive… it lets me know that i can do the same.
i want something that started in a soul and traveled through a heartbeat and flowed through human veins.
i wanna feel something from someone else who felt. something.
i don’t want soulless things.
– butterflies rising
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but you’re so butterfly-shaped…
so why are you not being a butterfly?
tell me why are you not stretching out your wings?
– butterflies rising
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there’s a certain trauma in the girls whose dads cheated on their mamas… especially if you knew it in some way when you were young… you got trust issues before you even had a chance to try to love, and from the man who was supposed to show you how to be loved… there’s just a certain trauma in a girl whose daddy was the first man to break her heart.
– butterflies rising
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when you love passionately, and you’re fiercely loyal, and you believe in soulmates… but you’re also fiercely independent, and love being on your own journey, and one of your biggest fears is losing yourself in a relationship.
– butterflies rising
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maybe it’s art or writing or music… or a business or a career you dream of having, or a wild adventure you wanna take… just any wish you might have… if your heart aches for something or your soul wants to chase something…
your friends should literally be your biggest, loudest, truest fans of your dreams, always
– butterflies rising
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it’s Sexual Assault Awareness Month…
and it crashes into us with the news of millions of
views of some type of “online rape academy,”
and at first, we feel rage. but then… we feel
not so surprised at all.
and it’s because we’ve already known too many
versions of this… and it feels common… and what
actually feels foreign is to even consider a world where
SA is just terrible and rare. and so i try to imagine it…
like what if we could have that world?
but then i feel more rage… because i don’t want to
just imagine it, i want it to be real. i want to live
in a world where the horrible things that we’ve
accepted as common could only
ever be terrible and rare.
– butterflies rising
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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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