..saínt

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i want to post some of my poetry.

THIS.

a heavy truth is that a sincere heart keeps trying long after it feels the imbalance. eventually you don’t stop loving. you just stop offering yourself where you are not received. hope what meant for you come your way. 🫶🏾

I try but boy is it hard. Idk why I’m this way but the non reciprocation got me wanting to let it go

i'm working on getting here because NGL, it kinda sucks right now

but i believe i'll get back to this 🤗

you already know you can have it. 🫶🏾

😂😂 don’t take me seriously

🥰🫶🏾

Hours...

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have to be with the right one so patience.

been in a kinky mood of late.

don’t regret having a good heart. nothing genuine is ever wasted. the love you give, the patience you carry, the kindness you offer in quiet moments it all finds its way back, often multiplied in ways you never expected.

big areolas and stretch marks have always felt beautiful to me. they’re real, honest reminders of a woman’s body living, growing, and existing without apology.

♥️

i want some head.

love is not finding someone who meets your perfection. it is finding someone who sits beside your chaos and calls it sacred.

may this year be less about surviving and more about finally being allowed to breathe.

healing should not be your permanent state of living. at some point, life is meant to feel safe enough to rest in.

some people do not love you, they rest in you until they are ready for someone else. and in that borrowed space, gratitude fades and resentment quietly replaces it.

scottieblu_

yes

sometimes solitude feels like the only honest place left. not because i don’t desire love, but because i refuse to abandon myself just to avoid silence. i’ve learned how to sit with my own thoughts, how to let quiet restore me, how to let time return me to who i am when no one is watching.

when you stop trying to change people, relationships become simpler. you either flow together or you release each other without resentment.

the hardest realization is not that they couldn’t love properly, but that they chose where to place their effort.

i think we mistake loyalty to a place for loyalty to ourselves. but evolution requires movement. you don’t leave because you failed there, you leave because your potential finally got too big to ignore.

sometimes the universe doesn’t change direction for you, it simply waits for you to remember who you were before doubt made you smaller. alignment feels less like luck and more like returning to your own gravity.