
I’ve just been consenting to anythingto have someone see me and my whole truthAll I wanted was for someone to love meto see all of my flaws, know all my blisters, scarsand still hug me

I must be wicked. there’s memory here haunting and sure goodness is not my only nature secrets we cannot speak ignited instead between scratches of ink This devastating impulse to destroy myself. wild imaginations from tip of every stroke such maddening concessions! a wizard’s confessions, petroleum on dry pages and scratches of ink spark fires, blazes. Burning notes. Burning…

I noticed that among a group of a billion people. I stand alone and I stand apart and not always for my grace. Do you ever feel that way? I’m sure this must be what it means to be a person. Half in and half out of darkness and shadow. I don’t know why I…

I have been fighting and struggling for liberty and I am not yet free. I am struggling for liberty and expected death but am still alive.

This is 28. This new season marks the continuation the most deeply personal spiritual journey I have undergone in my life. It marks a Year of Growth, Radical Honesty, Consciousness, Restoration and Curiosity. It marks the continuation of a journey back to tenderness. There’s a secret about Leo’s. They are the only zodiac that go…

“There’s a difference between having a lack of self-awareness versus being introspective and thoughtfully navigating relationships with care, compassion and consistency.”