…you are allowed to be a many-layered thing
– butterflies rising
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shadow & sugar… you are allowed to be a many-layered thing…
shadow & sugar…
you are
allowed to be
a many-layered thing…
to have texture and shades.
to be kissed by the sunlight
and bitten by the moon
and to feel all the different ways
that you feel,
all the raw and tender mess of it all.
to let all of that shadow and sugar be in you
and the pretty and dirty and beautiful and wild
run through you and spill out of you
everywhere, all at once…
to just let yourself be a
soft and wild thing.
– butterflies rising
Read More →kissed by the sunlight and bitten by the moon…
she’s kissed by the sun and bitten by the moon…
she’s sun-kissed and moon-bitten…
pretty and dirty and beautiful and wild all at once…
you’re allowed to be soft and vulnerable and to have depth…
you’re allowed to be soft and vulnerable and to have so much depth… but to also be so pretty and dirty and beautiful and wild… all at once.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the way she’s such a soft thing and still lets everything made of fire…
the way she’s such a soft thing
and still lets everything made of fire
run so wild in her veins
– butterflies rising
Read More →what you’re drawn to when you catch fire…
what
you’re drawn to
when you catch fire…
that’s where
you’ll find love.
– butterflies rising
Read More →what you go to just because you’re lonely isn’t love…
what you go to just because you’re lonely
isn’t love. but what you’re drawn to when you
catch fire… that’s where you’ll find love.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the way you give me butterflies and adrenaline highs…
you.
…the way you give me butterflies and adrenaline highs,
and who you are, and how you are, and how you think and
speak and feel and exist and move,
and there’s this feeling when you look at me… i think
this is maybe love… how you actually give a damn
about all this mess inside my head.
– butterflies rising
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