he placed his hands on my mind before reaching for my waist my hips or my lips he didn't call me beautiful first he called me exquisite - how he touches me
Feeling 'ugly' or 'unattractive' seeps into your life like poison, and it affects everything. Feeling worthless does the same. We internalise these limitations, and it takes an internal revolution to get rid of them.
How do you redefine love when your idea of love is something that's so violent? When your idea of passion is anger, how do you fix that?
despite knowing they wonβt be here for long they still choose to live their brightest lives - sunflowers
love is not cruel we are cruel love is not a game we have made a game out of love
i have survived far too much to go quietly let a meteor take me call the thunder for backup my death will be grand the land will crack the sun will eat itself - the day I leave
