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to balter graclessy with my shadow

stomping to the beat of my anger,

fear holding me from behind

tipping over the edge

i never fall

i begin to dance

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The sun is kissing me and the leaves have returned to verdantly caress my face and there are little white butterflies flying past to please my eyes and my dog is asleep at my feet.

This is a peace deeper, richer, fuller than I have ever known. In it, I am alone.

Peace is not meant to be isolating. Embracing, holding, loving. Peace is space for growing. Planting new seeds to nurture into a garden. Protecting peace does not mean letting no one in at all. As the last of the leaves fall, light letting in and you with it.

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I’m moving and I want to take all my dead flowers with me.

The dried roses and the wilted leaves.

They’ve lost all memory, yet still cling to me.

Holding on to dead flowers because I find in them beauty.

I’ll use them as kindling, then, to light a fire for my friends and roast marshmallows.

Then my vases will have room for fresh flowers.

Sunflowers and daisies, this time, lilac and lavender.

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There are no heroes, there are no villains.

There are just lovers, failing in love.

There are no heroes, there are no villains.

There are just mothers, unable to care for their daughters.

There are no heroes, there are no villains.

They are just humans. These are just choices.

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NEW RELATIONSHIP PACK JUST DROPPED: we’re no longer limited to romantic and platonic social norms. The borders, boundaries, and bonds of our relationships form between two individuals based on their needs as a couple. Platonic is held in as much reverence as Romance, and a Platonic Partner is equally valid as a Romantic or Sexual Partner. Queer-Platonic relationships are being normalized. Polyamory is inclusive of all dynamics and emphasizes the importance of every single close connection, not just romantic ones. Being whole is an internal state. Devotion has no limits. Companionship is universal from dog to cat to friend. Love is infinite.

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dead people probably have a better perspective of what matters in life

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i repaired a porcelain dragon today. He’s green and His scales are made of leaves, and He sits steeping in a pretty mottled teacup to match. White flowers adorn the saucer. His yellow horn had chipped (perhaps the cat, but my fault still). I kept the piece and put it off. This morning, I grabbed the gorilla glue, lit incense, and tended to the wound.

if love is capable of giving life to the inanimate (the velveteen rabbit, winnie-the-pooh, the paper dolls) then my little dragon has been lifeless till this moment. it isn’t that i hadn’t loved Him from the first. When i picked Him up off the shelf and knew He must be mine. It’s just that I had only loved him in my mind, in passing, and not in real time. I had yet to love him in a way that He could receive.

If love makes us real, it must be love we can feel.

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My plants are growing. They wish I would take better care of them, but they understand when I forget to water them. They see most of me. When I’m too tired to walk anymore, my knee gives out, and I get stuck. They know I’m doing my best. I’ll water them soon.

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i let the spiders live in my bathroom because i think they make nice art and i like talking to them. i try to warn them before i turn on the shower so they don’t drown. i don’t suppose it always works. i don’t suppose i always remember to warn them. i miss them when they don’t show up in my window for a long time. I’m happy when they come back. I hope they keep coming back.

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Just a Bunch of Beautiful Onions

People are like onions. Everybody's got layers, a whole bunch of them, and the only way to see who the person is at their core is to peel back the layers. One by one, they fall away till you get to the heart of things. People have such depth and intimacy in their souls, but they're hardly ever seen because no one is looking. What would happen if we really looked at people? What if we actually looked at a person's soul? What would we see then?

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Live For

Everybody seems to have somebody to die for, and if they don't, everybody is looking for that somebody; but, the real question is, who would you live for?

Becuase living, spending each and every day with that person, for that person, is hard. It’s hard, and it’s so worth it.