Romanticize Yourself: Loving Love Is the Bravest Thing You’ll Ever Do
“I appreciate an imaginable lukewarm romance. But I want the kind that makes your breath hitch and your thighs clench. The scene where the enemies-to-lovers couple finally caves, and the camera captures every trembling inhale, every inch closed, until suddenly they’re pressed against a wall and you’re half-screaming at the TV like it’s the SUPER BOWL.”
Come Close ~A Poem~
Kiss me like you mean to through the tears, the argument, the morning-after shame.
Learn my stupid songs, the bits of me I swear away when I’m nervous — then brag about them like trophies.
Friends to Lovers; Patience Is A Virtue
He confidently told me he “brought my A-game”, and I can confidently agree the man knows what he is doing. And as if the Universe wanted to keep me humble, I experienced the worst hot-flash I’ve had to date that very night — it still wasn’t as embarrassing as it should have been.
Becoming Comfortable With The Uncomfortable
I talk about sex because I fucking enjoy it.
I talk about my pain because I survived it.
I don’t need to stomach it for other people’s palates.
And yes, I’ve said the word “DICK” in the same sentence as “HEALING.”
Because guess what? Sometimes healing looks like taking a bubble bath with wine and R&B playing softly in the background.
And sometimes it looks like having your back blown out by someone who knows the clit isn’t a myth.
Depth Over Dick: Choosing Alignment, Healing & Loving Yourself Loudly
“I won’t wait around for half-assed affection or breadcrumbed love stories that go nowhere. I’m not interested in being someone’s “maybe” anymore.
Because what I bring to the table isn’t just dinner—it’s flavorful food, lit candles, deep connection, unmatched head, and love that heals ancestral trauma.”
Soulmates, Silver Linings, & Love Written in The Stars
“My mom is the oxygen that sustains the air-flow to his lungs. She is the reason his heart keeps on beating one struggling tick after another.
She is the life force that surrounds this man’s aura.
And I noticed for the few days my mother was admitted in the hospital, once she was removed from his electromagnetic field—the light fading slowly around my father as his worry grew.”
