she started to wonder things, like… but shouldn’t the voice that i hold inside of me sound like my own?
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butterflies rising
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“little by little, i’m learning to love myself. and it might be slow…”
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a love language… the version of yourself that you are in love with being is who i want to love, too
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a love language…
i want you to always be able
to love you here.
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love shouldn’t feel like a choice between being loved or loving yourself… it should be where both things collide
– butterflies rising