Some soulmates are not here for a lifetime, they are here for a season or a reason.
I hope when their eyes open, they feel the beauty in their ability to feel the world around them — even when it is crippling.
All I know is that it’s 9 PM on the day after, and I haven’t heard from you since.
I will walk forward alone and just trust, trust that there are dozens of princes and kings out there who already have their hearts eyes on me.
How can we be in peace when we feel a need to care for everybody in our radius? It’s exhausting.
There is sex, and there is making love — and I’m only signing up for making love from here on out.
Our internal world always mirrors our external world. We are essentially walking around vomiting our unconscious shit on other people and then getting mad at them.
The epiphanies never happen when we are sitting at a desk forcing and pushing them to come through.
Fuck bro rates. Quit working for free.
I haven’t felt as safe in another’s arms in my entire life. It was as if your body was born to hold me.