& if a certain distance can break what you built together maybe you were never really close to begin with.

I’m not the first to pray for more time. I just want a life that feels mine. for this life to feel mine. to feel mine. to feel.

few things sting quite like betraying your own intuition. in the end, it’s not what you don’t know about yourself that gets you, it’s what you do know, but choose to ignore.

They love your fire just not enough to get burned

the truth either separate or bring you closer

to kiss this long bodied silence between us all the way across the void

When autocorrect wants to fuck you it will fuck you.

take it from me, angel—we’ve got nothing to lose on this earth. because nothing really belongs to us. all we’ve got is love & what could be more promiscuous?

Lots of self proclaimed empaths out here being mighty apathetic in these times

So I say my prayers. Hope whatever angels govern this month let November be one of radiance. In the sunset, golden hour of this year may we find alignment in this light. May our values guide us & our actions support them. May we live in service to liberation & do what is right.

Who’s there for the real thing can’t be lost so easily

If you can lose support by standing up for what is right that is not support you need If you can lose support by standing up for what is right that is not support you need If you can lose support by standing up for what is right that is not support you need

forever in my cryptic era.

Stop expecting exceptions from others that you won’t make for them in return

Each of our minds is a limited medium

Those who don’t know the full story always want to be the ones who tell it

the predictable cadence of spoken word poetry

a body is a way of knowing. to know another body is to know another’s knowing.