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July 13 - July 13, 2025
this is not a fairy tale. there is no princess. there is no damsel. there is no queen. there is no tower. there are no dragons.
there is simply a girl faced with the difficult task of learning to believe in herself.
wishing ourselves into the pages of our favorite fairy tales.
forever a collector of words.
sculpted some out of 12 pt times new roman.
where do all the memories go, the ones we hide away with lock & key yet continue to shape us all the s a m e? - did it really happen if i can’t remember it?
keep pressing ignore, lovely.
silence has always been my loudest scream.
promised to fix me & he left me more s h a t t e r e d than i had been before. - but now i’ve got gold in the cracks.
for the better half of a year i was terrified every time the phone rang in case it was another death call. - three more would come.
a girl unable to bring herself to cry because if she finally cries then that means it really happened.
the princess jumped from the tower & she learned that she could fly all along. - she never needed those wings.
what ever will you do when everyone stops believing your red lipstick- stained lies? - friends can break your heart,
he opened me up like a book & poured the poetry back into me. - my personal pen & paper.
my boy? he is even better than books. - fiction has nothing on you.
she was the pagebound girl. - page to skin.
am a tigress who has earned her softer-than-velvet stripes. - an ode to my stretch marks.
strech marks do not have to be from a birth but they are from all you let go and lose that you use to carry on your body.
raid your library. read everything you can get your hands on & then some. go on, collect words & polish them up until they shine like starlight in your palm. make words your finest weapons— a gold-hilted sword to cut your enemies
d o w n. - a survival plan of sorts.
we are the generation you gave participant trophies to. we are the generation you made wear helmets, elbow pads, & kneepads. we are the generation you gave censored CDs & PG movies to. we are the generation you spent years overprotecting then threw to the wolves. now we are the generation running on nothing but coffee & three hours of sleep.
we are the generation working minimum-wage jobs with college degrees. we are the generation making just enough money to survive. we are the generation you didn’t want to see fail then ensured that we did. - millennials.
you will come across people who simply cannot wait to watch you fail. there will be many times in which you will fail (miserably), but your failures are just what happened— they don’t have to be who you are. all you can do is take those mistakes & use them as fertilizer to help you grow.
you have to keeping moving forward no matter what their voices say. - this life is still worth living.
the leaves are going to change. the leaves are going to spiral to the ground. the leaves are going to return better than ever before & darling, so are you. so are
you. - autumn certainties.
they don’t hit you doesn’t mean it isn’t abuse. wouldn’t you think it a crime to look up at the night sky & tell the stars that they have no sparkle? guess what? you shine
brighter than all the starlight there has ever been or ever will be. - emotional abuse is still abuse.
when someone offers to save you make it your mission to save yourself. - i believe in you.
