Sometimes I feel really far behind in life. I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up, mostly because I didn’t think I’d make it to thirty.
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a few small ways to start accepting yourself even when others don’t
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when I was eighteen I used to break open the back door around midnight
leave the windows unhinged just in case
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Sometimes my poems come from songs and sometimes my songs come from poems. This is one of those, enjoy a poorly lit, imperfect jam sesh in my living room.
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Healing is the process of “growing sound; getting well; or mending”. This can happen on a physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual level–and healing is different
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I’ve had a love of butterflies since like, ever. I guess my nickname when I was younger was “butterfly”, probably because I was just kind of super weird or something, but also fun to watch? I don’t really know.
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