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“what if the raging inside of you is something beautiful… your curiosity stretching and your soul stirring… all that wildflower energy in your veins. and the ache is everything you've suffocated for so long just trying to find some way to breathe. and when it feels like you're burning it all down, you're just still learning how to burn bright. maybe you go a little wayward and get a little reckless, but be easy on your restless heart; have a little grace with your fire… you're a wild butterfly finding your way, just a girl growing wings.”

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“you take all of my walls down with this fever-driven dream and we've got messy hearts with your skin against mine, but as much as fear has my head gripped and you at arm's length, we. still. intertwine. you're a soul instinct. and this feeling is a heart imprint. and when you're this close to me there's this way your heartbeat promises to take care of my own… so maybe it's safe to just give in to slow kisses on wild skin.”

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“you can't actually dim someone else's brightness. it's part of them. it's part of who they are. and no matter what you do, it's not in your power to take it. even if you try to create tarnish around them, nothing you do can ever make them less bright or beautiful or creative or magnetic or less of any other thing that they hold within them. trying to tear others down will only ever make you feel less beautiful than you are. no amount of trying to put out someone else's light is ever going to heal the darkness you feel. and the truth is, that fight you feel against their glow is just your soul aching for you to fight for your own. so step back and take your focus off of them. take a breath in. stop trying to put out someone else's fire… start looking inside and light up your own.”

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“what makes you feel… what makes you. feel. alive. how is your breath stolen. how. and when. does this life give you arrhythmia. what pulls at you so much that it hurts not to chase it. the dreams out there, the hopes in here. the art, the words, the songs… what shifts you. that somewhere beautiful in this world that calls to you in the early light. those aching things that keep you up so restless after midnight. what takes you higher than this world, what takes you deeper into your soul light… all of those things… i want to know. those. things… show me all of your soul things”

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“it's so delicate here. but it's where i'm the most brutal. it's where my raging gets careless, and the delicate things end up crushed. i fight my hardest fights trying to love the deepest love, but i've never been more unkind than i've been in these close quarters …in this head, and to this heart. and when others have been unkind, how quick i've been to betray myself and just agree. and i've let it all hurt so much that unworthy has felt like the only feeling i may ever again know… like a flower whose every last petal has been torn away and thrown to the wind with nothing left to recognize as beautiful. just wilted. and bare with pain. but what if it hurts this way for a reason… because that ache in me is the fight in me to learn to feel different. because somewhere deep inside i know that i want to be delicate here… desperately. and when they're unkind, and when i'm unkind, somewhere deep down, i know that i fiercely. disagree. and there's a wild blossom in me and it's too beautiful to ever just be torn away and thrown to the wind. and there's a tenderness that i'm made of and an intimacy that i'm part of… one that i'm going to learn to take such delicate care of.”

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“it’s one of the darkest feelings i’ve ever known… unworthy. and maybe i want to learn to start questioning it when i feel it. like… is it always even mine? because if it's from someone else… someone else's unkindness, or judgment, or their own unworthiness they’re projecting… then i want to learn to say no. i think maybe my own battles would get a little easier to face if i wasn't also fighting the ones that aren't even mine.”

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“aching to touch stars… i hope you keep it close… no matter what. if it's imprinted on you, like soul memory, then i hope you keep it so. close. and that you hold on tight no matter what. there will be little traces of someday in the not-quite-yet, and i hope you feel them. and that you can find a way to trust them. even if weary sets in and uncertain gets loud, i hope you can be gentle with that doubt. and that something in you knows that it will pass. and that it doesn't mean give up. i hope you never truly feel give-up. but if you do, then i hope that some. how. that the fight in you finds its teeth and that heart of yours finds its fire and that you can reach deep down into that part of you that is aching to touch stars and just find a way to stay dreaming no. matter. what. i hope you can hold on and hold on and hold on… until you can feel every last bit of your hope holding you right back.”

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“she's a wildflower on fire with all that sweet soul sugar and an ache inside to unfold and to grow into so much more, all that destiny written in her eyes, she’s wild butterflies, and she feels her heart pulled under the wild of the moon to face her fears and to find her way through all of the dark and the heavy that she's carried for so long… there's fight here, but there's surrender here too. and there could be so much freedom here if she could just let herself fall into that beautiful chaos and dig deep into that passion in her bones… she could uncover all the beautiful things that those wildfires inside of her hold.”

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“when i get close, and when i let walls fall… i become a wild mess. and i get fully disarmed. i just wildflower open… soft. vulnerable. and i become such an easy mark for the way that forever is such a pretty word off the corner of your smile… and god, how it feels like the sweetest. thing. and i swear it… that stars shine brighter, and skin feels even softer, and songs sink in a little deeper, and the words are the sweetest. sugar. and they mean ten times, a hundred times, all the times more… and i feel it all like lightning and soul-imprint in my marrow. and it's beautiful. and it's terrifying. because my safe space… is in the wild open, where there's growing space and soul-searching space, and where my fire is bright and my wings are wide and my breathing is all its own and i can always feel the way my heart beats on its own… with me over here. and you over there. and i don't know if my heart will ever settle it… the way everything is more beautiful when i'm in love, but i feel so much stronger when i'm not.”

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“i didn’t know it for most of my growing up… but my mama had dreams. dreams that weren’t of ring shapes and dress colors. she had dreams that were drenched in art and tasted like adventure… ones that felt like being kissed until her heart burst… ones that opened up her whole soul like a wildflower on fire. but i didn’t know it. i didn’t know it because she tucked them away in pretty memory boxes and hid them in tattered journals that she pushed aside for perfectly-scripted scrapbooks, and she buried all her burning desires under yes ma’ams and sunday dresses and sweet, supportive smiles, while any part of her that ever maybe might could’ve known that she mattered… by herself, for herself, and belonging. to. herself. suffocated quietly under the white noise of all those voices that had told her that all that really mattered was that she had been chosen… by him. and when i started to see that inside of her was a whole other woman that she ached to be… i knew i couldn’t go through my life aching for the me i’d never be, in that same way. so all i’ve ever wanted… is to know that i matter. by myself. for myself. and belonging to myself. chosen by no one, but me.”

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“i never knew… because they didn’t want me to know… that it’s spiritual. touch is spiritual. passion is spiritual. soul to skin… it’s. all. spiritual. they never told me that it could be beautiful. that i’m beautiful. that you’re beautiful. and all of that heat and heart and wild intensity… it’s. beautiful. and little by little i’m trying to trade in shame and fear and just let myself feel all the things i’ve never let myself feel. maybe then it could be something… beautiful.”

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“artists and lovers... maybe, you'll lose a little sleep and the sanity will waver… but you'll trade it for the dreams. for the bleeding of the colors and the escape from time. and maybe the peace will take turns with the chaos, but this love will touch. taste. feel. like fire… and your soul will stir and your heart will race and the art will breathe and the awakenings will come again and again. and just. the existence of them… who they are… how they are… it will create all those hurricanes that you feel in your chest walls. and that's how you'll know. because if they are for you… you'll feel it in your chest walls.”

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