“I just hope that one day a love will find me. That it will shine within me like a light bulb at it’s highest capacity of brightness.”
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The symbolism alone makes my heart swell with love but cringe from the ache that accompanies the loss of a cherished woman. There in that photo are two of the most monumental characters in the story of me.
Annah, young and wild, full of exuberance and love for life.
Jean, wise and experienced, cherishing every last moment spent.
The only soul I’ve seen come into the world.
The only soul I’ve seen exit the world.
Life and death.
Fight to Cherish.
I find it hard to breathe sometimes.
Maybe it’s a reminder,
a reminder to feel everything.
It’s overwhelming & challenging,
But that’s the beauty of making your own destiny.
Stay diligent to how the story is written.
For I am the words, because these are the chapters.
confidence
“Am I a fair maiden?” She thought to herself.
What is it that others may, that one may not see within one’s self.
Just an ordinary wildflower in the field.
Bringing sunshine wherever she lingers
Illuminating even the darkest in nature.
Her touch, soft and accepting.
A welcoming embrace when the burden became too heavy.
What no one saw of this girl who loved everyone.
She had little room left in her heart, nor reason within her mind to love herself.
#justbeyou #beauty #beyou #betrue #selfie #love #lovemyself❤ #love #feelinmyself #smile #happy
Spent the day at the lake with a couple of my loves. My bean has grown so much. #summer #sweet #love #friends #lake #swiming #besties
She’s me
dark chocolate, romance novels
coffee beans, loves to travel
open hearted, a little foolish
Can be kinda cool-ish
Blue eyes mirror blue skies
Lost in the galaxies
Some say she’s lost in fantasies
Of untold worlds, waiting for words
The universe feels far too vast
For her thoughts too fast to catch
Part of the social scene, a straight up hustler
Taking a rocket to the moon, her heartbeat–a murmur
She’s Midwestern, lives on the bay, lake superior
Only northern in a family that’s all southern
She’s the sweetest taste of sassy, but just a little saucy
If you’re wondering, it does get a little raunchy
Twenty-eight, lived a lifetime, learning to let loose
Enjoys a little alphabet aerobics,
Harry Potter, game of thrones, Jessica Jones
Lucky to love the scariest to love
Suffers silently, smiles simultaneously
Empath, ambivert, ENFP-T, PTSD
Depression, trauma, generalised anxiety
Don’t worry, she’s Chelsea
Timid, tenacious, will always try to be gracious
With a grin claimed to be contagious
Never a victim, always a survivor
She’s restless, whispers kindling courage
“It’s not a race, you’re time will come.”
No–her time is now, to escape from–
Mind-numbing, time-wasting reality
Her Sunlight is just too bright
It’s time for shit to shine
To spark a revolution from routine
oh you haven’t heard???? you’re a wonderful human being and desvere love and care just like everybody else
montanamongrel