My love language is trying. My love language is "this made me think of you." my love language is a plate of cut-up fruit, that you didn't have to ask for. my love language is someone saying "go on" after you were interrupted. my love language is noticing. my love language is "let me know when you get home safe." my love language is believing someone when they show you who they are.

Moral of the story: Get you a Scorpio 🦂

Let Love touch you.

Dark eventually becomes light. Pain eventually becomes wisdom. Toxic relationships will eventually become lessons...everything you're going through is teaching you not punishing you.

Life won’t play fair... but you can still play fair with your own soul.🩸🥀

We’ve traded the messiness of ‘us’ for the perfection of ‘me’ that still photographs as ‘ours’.

If you’re seeing this? I hope the universe is kind to you today despite it choosing violence almost all the time.