iām not scared of the monsters hidden underneath my bed. iām much more scared of the boys with messy brown hair, sleepy eyes, & mouths that only know how to form half-truths.
i am a lioness who is no longer afraid to let the world hear her roar -an ode to me
the only thing required to be a woman is to identify as one. - period, end of story.
when I die, do not waste a minute mouring me. I may go, but I will leave behind all my thousand & one lives ā a bookmad girl never dies.
they say they only want flowers to grow from my mouth, so i will look them dead in the eye as i shove soft petals past my lips, chew with my jaw completely unhinged, & spit them down at their feet -i will never be your expectations of me
The princess jumped from the tower & she learned that she could fly all along - she never needed those wings