can u dig it?

when I was younger I was so sure I was getting married in white, inside the little church with the trees at the front, like my parents did

when I was younger I didn't just believe that love would always be enough, I believed it was unstoppable

but now I'm here

he's hated me for 2 years

last august I threw my mothers wedding dress in a skip-bin with the rest of her belongings

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It’s been a ride

Cherry lips in moshpits. rope swings over crystal waters. adventure days ending in poker nights. secret rendezvous’ that nearly ruined my life. some real true loves, some real bad romances. Rosemary & orange slices over ice. Losing a parent who’s still alive. Securing a step closer to the job of my dreams. New friends that seem to be made of the same stuff as me. The whole village that raised me going down in flames. Sunbaking on psychedelics to have a heart to heart with the clouds. All types of karmic soulmates. Driving in fast cars with older who will never change. Finally going under the knife to get the weight off my chest. New postcode, fresher air. Creating new cycles, telling the old ones to get bent. A Dark Night Of The Soul that never seems to end. Losing passion, finding passion, discovering I’m a fountain of it anyway. I’ve seen beautiful things & felt the good feelings. I’ve also been through more shit than I ever thought possible & felt all the bad feels too.

Just a little visual journal update for the scared teenage girl who still lives somewhere inside this blogs archive.