
she’s flowers and fire.
– butterflies rising
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you’re drawn to
when you catch fire…
that’s where
you’ll find love.
– butterflies rising
Read More →beautiful things spill out of you the way
wildfires burn… the way butterflies
fly wild… the way fireflies glow
– butterflies rising
Read More →i think it’s
breathtaking…
how your heart just
spills out of you.
it’s some kind of soul ache
just… pouring. out.
it’s somewhere dark that
your spirit has had to fight from…
there’s wreckage where it all comes from,
and there are times that just being
human feels like a violence.
but beautiful things spill out of you
the way wildfires burn… the way
butterflies fly wild… the way fireflies glow
…so let your heart be fire. and let your
soul be wild. and let your spirit glow.
because the way it all spills out of you
is just… breathtaking.
– butterflies rising
Read More →just let your heart be fire and
let your soul be wild and
let your spirit glow.
– butterflies rising
Read More →earth, fire, water, sky…
wild, soft, free… and full of flowers.
she makes everything beautiful,
everything about her is made of soul.
– butterflies rising
Read More →it’s one of the darkest feelings
i’ve ever known… unworthy.
and maybe i want to learn to start
questioning it when i feel it.
like… is it always even mine?
because if it’s from someone else…
someone else’s unkindness, or judgment,
or their own unworthiness they’re projecting…
then i want to learn to say no.
i think maybe my own battles would get a little
easier to face if i wasn’t also fighting the
ones that aren’t even mine.
– butterflies rising
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