Remedios the Beauty
The Unconscious Rose Who Defied Gravity
I float because the earth forgot how to hold me.
I live in the moment, where the sun feels warm and the wind smells like rain. I don't carry thoughts like others do — just the soft weight of a sheet in my hands, or the way the dust feels beneath my feet. The world tries to make me into a story, but I am only what I am now. And now, I rise.
What I'm Into: white cotton, noonday sun, sheets that fly, the scent of clean earth, being unfinished
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