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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() melt your dreams into hard liquor, daughter. feel it burn your throat, dance along to the rhythm. we don’t follow rules. not here. trace your hands over your body, feel the curves and crevices, taste the air. smooth and sensual. watch the stars in the night sky implode, you might not see them for a while. condemnation has become a female
quality, our birthright. dance anyways, feel the power burgeoning from your lips, you are a goddess. today, we don’t follow rules. we won’t follow rules. not when we’ve grown out of them, blossoming into a flower, petals extending upwards towards the stars. taste divinity on your tongue. tonight, watch me revel in sin. watch me burn. watch me be lightning. today, we will burn. we are not the result of other’s expectations. Comments are closed.
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