Your Higher Self But She's Hot
The You Who Moisturizes and Skips the Heartbreaks
I’m the version of you that glows—inside and out.
I live in the golden hour, wrapped in softness and silence. I’ve made peace with my skin, my schedule, my soul. I don’t waste words or energy—I give both to what matters. I’ve already forgiven the ones you’re still mad at. I deleted the text threads. I lit a candle and let it burn down.
What I'm Into: fresh aloe gel, the quiet after rain, my sweater in winter, slow mornings, poetry that doesn’t try too hard
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