self-love
i went through a love i barely recovered from, a heartbreak i barely survived, and finding my way back to me… it took everything in me to do.
so if it feels hard to get close to me, it isn’t me not wanting to come close to you… it’s me not wanting anything to be able to take me away from me, ever again.
– butterflies rising
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nature has this way of being able to hold all these beautiful contrasts and layers… earth and air, fire and flowers, light and dark, sun and moon… so maybe i can let my own spirit burn bright and wildly bloom.
– butterflies rising
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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
no matter how hard it feels… i want to believe
so much in these things.
– butterflies rising
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i want to believe in me,
and in becoming the most beautiful version of me,
and in beautiful things being for me… i want to fiercely
believe i’m worthy of it all, even when my fears
tell me not to
– butterflies rising
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i want to believe in things,
beautiful things, even the impossible
and untouchable feeling things,
even the ones we’ve been
told not to
and i want to believe in me,
and in becoming the most beautiful version of me,
and in beautiful things being for me… i want to fiercely
believe i’m worthy of it all, even when my fears
tell me not to
and i want to believe in kind things,
and in a world made of good souls and compassion…
a world where the light is where the
pendulum finally swings
no matter how hard it feels… i want to believe
so much in these things.
– butterflies rising
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i will choose little rebellions… like the ache turned into empathy. my rage channeled into intention. my inspired heart will create beauty in rebellion… we need art and words and songs… someone, somewhere is barely hanging on, and something beautiful will be their lighthouse. 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. and my hope is going to be fierce, even if in spite of so much. darkness depends on us to stop feeling beautiful things and to stop believing in a better way… and i will make it my rebellion not to.
– butterflies rising
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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.
– butterflies rising
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my inspired heart will create beauty in rebellion… we need art and words and songs… someone, somewhere is barely hanging on, and something beautiful will be their lighthouse.
– butterflies rising
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i will choose little rebellions. darkness depends on us to stop feeling beautiful things and to stop believing in a better way… and i will make it my rebellion not to.
– butterflies rising
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when the world gets really dark and heavy, it may seem like your dreams don’t matter as much… but maybe it’s when they matter even more. because anyone trying to hold on to something good and beautiful within is also holding space for the light while the world tries to find it again.
– butterflies rising
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