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by
Whitney Dean
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October 26 - November 4, 2023
He smelled like pine—all man and rugged—and I suddenly wanted to invent a pine-flavored rum and live off it for the rest of time.
Her soft and airy voice was the only thing I wanted to hear for the rest of time. Until this moment, this second, I hadn’t realized that I had been looking for her my entire life.
“Straighten your crown, dear girl. Face those who don’t believe in you with pride in who you are.
And, well, as for being overwhelmed, let yourself feel those feelings. You are under tremendous responsibility, and you are still a young queen. Don’t bottle up, and don’t feel guilty for feeling any of it,”
Your a mom you’re allowed to feel but don’t forget to straighten your brown and get back up and continuing on😉
“Twin flames are two halves of one soul. There’s an intense connection that can’t be replicated. There’s pain associated with flames, both people mirroring one another. When you find your twin, you can’t be apart from them without going a little mad.”
Everything, at the end of the day, was always my choice.
And if anything went awry, I was my own greatest weapon.
Staying hidden…”—she paused and wrinkled her nose as she studied the dark library— “That’s not really living, is it?”
But when you threatened free will, people fight back, and that threat carried our soldiers through.

