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The Great Closet Purge
I decided to completely annihilate my wardrobe. Like, everything came out. Every hanger. Every bin. Every drawer. My living room is basically a fabric apocalypse right now. We’re talking over twenty years of clothes. Some of it belonged to my mom but most of it’s mine and they represent my moods, my body changes, and Continue reading
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Dear INFJ: Letter #3 – You Were Never Meant to Be Small
Dear INFJ, You’ve spent so much of your life folding yourself into quieter versions of who you are. You learned how to dim your light, not because it wasn’t bright, but because it made others squint. You learned how to carry other people’s pain without them even asking, like it was your job, your purpose, Continue reading
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Chasing the Dusk
Kiss me as the sun sets,When the world softens and the night whispers its secrets,Let your lips trace the curve of my neck,A slow, deliberate tease that leaves me breathless,Warming the spaces between us that no words can fill. Hold me close, feel the heat rise as our bodies melt together,Fingers grazing skin, finding the Continue reading
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Winter Touched My Skin and My Heart
Winter came to me slowly, like a lover who takes their time, savoring each moment before diving into the depths. His presence was a quiet promise, unspoken but felt, wrapping around me in a way that I couldn’t quite shake off. His touch was cool at first, like fingers lightly grazing the back of my Continue reading
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Those Who Leave a Mark on Our Lives
I’ve been reflecting on the people who’ve made a lasting impact on my life. Sometimes, we don’t realize how much someone can shape our journey until we pause and really look back. There are moments where we understand the value of these connections and how they push us to grow. Grateful for those who continue Continue reading
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