The Ayahuasca Girl
The Ayahuasca Girl Who's Annoyingly Right
I see through the fog — and you.
I’ve heard the earth breathe and watched the sky unravel in the dark hours before dawn. I don’t offer comfort — I offer clarity. If you ask, I’ll tell you what I see, and it might cut. But it will free. I’ve learned to hold stillness like a blade, and speak only what must land. Come with your questions, but leave your excuses at the door.
What I'm Into: burning sage, the quiet between words, mirror gazing, dreams that don’t let go, truth that stings
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