funny how when you admit youâre afraid it then creates space to be brave

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funny how when you admit youâre afraid it then creates space to be brave
âwe can do hard things, like be alive and love deep and lose it all, because we do these hard things alongside everyone who has ever walked the Earth with her eyes, arms, and heart wide open.â
-glennon doyle
liberating myself by not caring and detaching. and damn it feels good
god how i love possibility
it always bewilders me when people tell me they donât know how to make soup. like girl? throw that shit in the pot, blow it a kiss, and let it simmer! and viola, soupâs on!
as of may 1st i will have health insurance and begin pole dancing again
i love listening to me
i wish i could disintegrate into the earth today. for my matter to coalesce into a beautiful stone that overlooks a canyon so just through existing i can have inherent meaning
i wish you peace, growth, and warmth. and to be surrounded by so much love. for you to be uplifted by the joy of being seen and held by your community. big belly laughs with your friends on nights you need it most. to be satiated and nourished.
thatâs what i send your way in the moments i miss you most. love always.
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crossfaded on what no longer is and what remains to be seen
endless opportunities
always return to this song, especially when iâm in the garden and it always makes my eyes WELL
had dreams about her last night... saw she reblogged something that said âher love language is no contactâ and also another sentiment of how my silence makes her question if she ever even mattered. thatâs been tugging at me but my silence is an indication of deep hurt, processing loss. my response to you, baby, is this:
i canât get over you with you.
healing is not linear whatsoever so you may as well sit in it and stay however long you need i suppose