You have forged yourself. From the very womb of your sadness, from the womb of your old self, you have come out, borne of blood and pain.
Look for the kind of love that makes you grow in every way you can.
Nothing about this was ever going
to be easy, freedom was built
on backs and bones and blood.
Kindness is given freely. It is given with your choice. It is given to those that require it, not those who think it is their entitlement and their right
There is so much beauty in where you come from. So much that it terrifies some of the people in this foreign land because they do not come from there.
Remember this about the ones who betrayed you. Their love was neither as honest nor as pure as the love you give to yourself. It’s the only love worth having.
You should date a person who is self aware and recognises their own flawed humanity.
I’ll never forget the words you said to me. “What happened to you, you used to love me.”
I began to choose myself. That’s what happened to me.
But what do you do with this wild thing that doesn’t listen, that chooses romance when you laugh at the idea of what romance is.
There is witchcraft here, a kind of witchcraft every hunted woman practices when she finds love.