
she’s made up of sweet tea and poetry
– butterflies rising
Read More →we carry all the weight,
and we create all the beauty,
until we learn that we deserve someone
who carries their own weight,
and radiates their own beauty
– the evolution of worth
– butterflies rising
Read More →paper planes, or angel wings, anything to lift the heavy, to let him dream…
he’s always been searching for some way to escape gravity
– butterflies rising
Read More →paper planes,
or angel wings, anything
to lift the heavy, to let her dream…
she’s always been searching for some
way to escape gravity
– butterflies rising
Read More →may the
sunrise bring you peace
and fill your soul with
possibility
– butterflies rising
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