“she’s remembering her soul dna… how it’s magic-touched. how she’s flower essence. how she’s fire soul”
– butterflies rising
“she’s remembering her soul dna… how it’s magic-touched. how she’s flower essence. how she’s fire soul”
– butterflies rising
“the way you are…
how much you feel,
how you move, how you love…
you are such light. such brilliant light.”
– butterflies rising
there’s a certain trauma in the girls whose dads cheated on their mamas
– butterflies rising
“poetry in those eyes and all that beautiful madness tangled in her hair”
– butterflies rising
my kind of king energy? a passionate king. an intense king.
– butterflies rising