Be Brave, Gentle Lover

23. Likes: Women, tattoos, piercings, sushi, dogs, animals, nature, adventure. Punk - witchy- hippie traveler and nomad.

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at New Westminster, British Columbia https://www.instagram.com/p/Bvzq4UxBGpx/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1l0yafrwhzvmd

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The magic of a moment.

If any of you have ever come across the video “I must be emo”, from years ago, this is the mood that I am in today. Let me take a moment to clarify that, I mean I am in that type of mood where I half want to write this serious post and half want to make it funny and I’m not really sure if I am doing OK or I’m not doing OK but somewhere in the middle of let’s smile and dance OR I just want to sit…

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Surrender and rebirth.

My heart hurts though I couldn’t tell you why. My thoughts race like cars going 180 miles per hour on icy roads and in the distance you see smoke, hear the booms of crashes. You wait to see anything clearly, but all that’s around is smoke and the smells of leaking gasoline. That is what my heart and head feel like in my mind. There is a fog so thick I cannot make out a single thought, just the…

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Reasons to Heal.

1. One day strangers standing close behind me on the skytrain won’t trigger panic alarms in my veins. My insides won’t be mine fields I don’t have the map to, and my hands will learn how to be still again.

2. I will look in the mirror and not pick apart the ten thousand breakdowns of my appearance I abhor, judge and criticize. I will not hate the skin I’ve been given.

3. The gentle touch of a…

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My close companions.

I was very young

When I fell in love with loneliness

Moonlit nights lost in a trance

he held me close

Waltzed me into his arms

Made mosaics out of my broken pieces

Wooed me under his spell.

How could I have known he would

build me a cage

Lock me behind bars disguised as gardens of beauty

It was then he introduced me to pain

Pain played my body like a harp

Sung melodies of seduction

Till I…

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Kiska.

Kiska, my adorable almost 3 year old mama cat came into my life in a way that could only be described as fate. Not that I’m one to believe in a set fate or destiny, but I do believe that somethings did happen for a reason. It may not have been set in stone, but the decisions and paths I took led to me this happening. She joined my life shortly after stepping out a very toxic relationship, and…

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The feels.

Today my overall feels are gratitude, self care and fragility. Feeing very grateful for the human beans in my life that have been my rocks, my pillars and my safety net while going through this roller coaster whirlwind of things physically and mentally. I’m grateful for making it through exams. I’m grateful for having a job where my managers are incredibly understanding and supportive. They are…

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My love, Loneliness.

I was very young When I fell in love with loneliness Moonlit nights lost in a trance he held me close Waltzed me into his arms Made mosaics out of my broken pieces Wooed me under his spell. How could I have known he would build me a cage Lock me behind bars disguised as gardens of beauty It was then he introduced me to pain Pain played my body like a harp Sung melodies of seduction Till I…

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What do you when you have so much to say, that your mind freezes – more brain freeze than calm. Now your grasping for your thoughts like pieces of paper blowing in the wind and not sure whether you’ll ever get them back again. See my mind cannot differentiate ends from beginnings and time isn’t the numbers on a clock, it’s the way my body changes. When waves of pain hit versus when they are gone…

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Don’t give up on me

Don’t give up on me. I repeat in my head like a song but so many messages typed out, letters hand written, never sent. The people I’ve lodged into my heart, that I think about so often I never reach out to. Don’t give up on me. I wish for a day I could bring you into this cage my body has created, from all the ways I’ve built myself up as a beast and not the beauty. I wish you could understand…

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Replacing sorry.

Why do I want to say I’m sorry? I’m sorry for feeling sad and I’m sorry for being broken. I’m sorry for being a burden, no wait I’m sorry but I want to be in your life and I’m just this mess of fibres that some days unravels itself. I’m sorry that my body was touched- not not touched – fucked up and bruised and when I tried to speak I was silenced by hand on my mouth, fingers wrapped around my…

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This thing called living

Most days lately are like crawling through heavy mud. Frozen numb hands and feet lose coordination. Heaviness is weighing on you and you don’t know where it hurts the most. The rain begins to feel like your own tears but the roar of the sky mutes your speech. My body is no puppet to my brain. It cannot be trained, cannot be tamed. The lightness in my head does not transcend. On these days, each…

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Whispering Wolf

I’m not sure how to live But I know I can’t die An ache my pulse Remembers the word alive All that’s left of a feeling I once used to know But my limbs don’t remember My heart’s become faulty And even my veins Plays tricks on this body In the dead of the night I feel less alone Making friends with others demons My mind is tangled like a game of cats cradle Gone terribly wrong There is no fixing,…

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  I remember the days when I was young, it was reckless affection and attention without connection. I remember the crazy lights, the late nights, the chemicals sliding through my system without care for consequence. Heart to hearts, with hands held close, so many broken souls glueing each other together for even just a moment. But then I remember the harder times, the unmatched loves and the…

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Layers.

Today I am not sure where my mind is at. Half of me is standing the precipise of intense confession, and the other half of my mind is shutting itself down, locking my mind and my heart up inside tying it down with chains. And when say intense confession I am not even sure I know what I mean. I want to talk about what is inside my chest, bursting wide open, too many oceans of shipwrecks I stored…

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Have you ever had a threesome?

Yep, I have!

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Have you ever had a threesome?

Yep, I have!