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Moonlight
I don’t wait for him. But I notice when he’s gone. Some nights, his light brushes my skin, and I pretend it’s enough. We never speak. But I look up, and he looks back. That’s all we ever do. And somehow, it feels like everything. Continue reading
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The Goddess, Unveiled
I move like honey in the heat, A rhythm slow, a pulse beneath. My skin holds dusk, my breath is wine, The curve of want, the edge of time. I do not beg, I do not chase I summon with a softened face. The world leans in to taste my flame, And whispers low… she… Continue reading
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🌿 I Made a Video About Letting Go
I recently filmed a video about something that’s been unfolding quietly in my life: The slow, personal process of letting go. Letting go of isolation. Letting go of second guessing myself. Letting go of the things I carried for so long, I forgot I could set them down. This isn’t a “how to.” It’s a… Continue reading
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No Vacations, No Retirement —Just Grit and Grace
I grew up in what my mother called “working poor.” It wasn’t a label we wore publicly. It was just… life. At first, I thought we were like everyone else. I thought soup kitchens were just another kind of restaurant. I thought thrift stores were where everyone got their clothes. I thought rich meant your… Continue reading
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The Woman I Saw in Myself: Loving Katharine Hepburn
There are women I admire. And then there are women who remind me of myself before I had language for who I was. Katharine Hepburn is that woman. I can’t tell you the first time I saw her, I don’t mean watched her, I mean felt her. That sudden stillness in my chest, like someone… Continue reading
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The People and Forces I Look to for Guidance
List the people you admire and look to for advice… In life, we often find ourselves seeking wisdom, understanding, and direction from those who have shaped us, whether they are people, moments, or even invisible forces. For me, my guidance comes from a combination of both tangible and intangible sources that help me navigate the… Continue reading
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Losing My Left Ovary: Healing, Grieving, and Learning to Live in My Body Again
It still hasn’t fully hit me. Three days ago, I lost my left ovary and fallopian tube. The words feel surreal, like they belong to someone else. My mind knows it happened, but my heart hasn’t caught up yet. Maybe because the pain is louder than my thoughts, or maybe because I’m not ready to… 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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The Inheritance of Ash and Earth
I was born from ruin, from hunger,a child of sorrow stitched from the remnants of history,woven together with the thread of survival.From the bones of a world broken and reformed,I rose, carrying the weight of two broken pastsand the hope of something that could heal the cracks between them.A body made from ghosts,an echo of… Continue reading
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Love, Unspoken and Undeniable
“You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” — Pride and Prejudice Love isn’t about perfection, it’s about being truly seen and still chosen. Mr. Darcy’s confession to Elizabeth wasn’t smooth or easy, but it was real. Love, the kind that matters, takes courage. It’s in the quiet moments,… 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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