and maybe the times when i feel so powerless about what’s around me… are just times i’m being asked to become more passionate about what i hold inside of me
– butterflies rising
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if the year you’re about to live doesn’t look the same as anyone else’s year and doesn’t feel like any other year you’ve lived before, you don’t have to be afraid… it’s just a sign that you’re perfectly on the way to somewhere your soul is aching to go
– butterflies rising
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In February…
i want to exhale every version of
myself i’ve taken on for someone else
and finally know what it’s like to
breathe and to feel free
in my own skin
– butterflies rising
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2025 goal…
to exhale every version of
myself i’ve taken on for someone else
and finally know what it’s like to
breathe and to feel free
in my own skin
– butterflies rising
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i hope the universe shows you how
you can be loved into growth instead of
having to be broken into it…
because you’ve already learned so much
of how strong you’ve grown through darkness…
but i think you’re made of flowers;
how you bloom when there’s
light on your skin
– butterflies rising
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i hope 2025
is the year the universe
shows you how you can be
loved into growth instead of
having to be broken into it…
because you’ve already
learned so much of how strong
you’ve grown through darkness…
but i think you’re made of flowers;
how you bloom when there’s
light on your skin
– butterflies rising
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i don’t feel like i’m supposed to search for a soulmate. i feel like i’m supposed to search for my soul. find my soul things. go to my soul places. and i think i’ll find who is meant for me somewhere on those pathways… or they’ll find me somewhere being the me i want to be.
– 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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it’s easily one of the things
i’m most grateful for… divinity in the form of friends,
home in the form of humans, the good souls i’m lucky
to know. the ones whose energy in your life is some
sort of magic. and i don’t know if there are
perfect words for it, but there are moments
when you’re with them, and you just
think things like…
“you remind me what heaven’s air felt like,
i think you’re here to walk me home.“
– butterflies rising
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you have a heart that changes shape when something moves you… so let all of the things you feel so deeply move you. you are fire and wild and art and love and sugar and soul… so let the ache in your heart become a delicate rage that moves you.
– butterflies rising
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