🩶 i survived another day, bitch a daily oath for the almost-broken, still-standing i didn’t rise for gloryi rose because the sun didand i figured i’d try again i didn’t win the war in my mindbut i stayed on the battlefieldwith half a shieldand cracked armorand a stubborn little flame that refused to go out…
💮🪷🏵️🌹🌺🌻🌷🪻 A few days ago, I sent myself flowers. Not because I’m sad (though I did cry during the new season of Bridgerton), not because I was trying to impress someone, and not because it was some grand self-love ritual planned weeks in advance. I sent myself flowers because I was tired, under-caffeinated, and overwhelmed…
There was a time when I edited every sentence before I said it.Not for grammar — for safety. For approval. For survival. I didn’t speak with fire. I tiptoed. I minimized.I swallowed opinions whole.I was so quiet, even I couldn’t hear myself sometimes. And yet, inside?I was SCREAMING. Not in rage. In repression. In that…
So You Wanna Brand Yourself? Alright, glitterchild. You’ve got ideas, a vibe, a whole damn personality, and now the internet wants you to smoosh all of that into a website with a logo, a couple of fonts, and a color scheme that works on both desktop and mobile? Cool cool cool. Not stressful at all.…