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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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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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 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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never settle, because…
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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