#vixenenergy
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the quiet heartbreak of trying to shift an unmoving soul
some truths don’t crash into me—they arrive like a slow bruise, deepening day by day until i can’t pretend not to feel them anymore. and this one… this one has been settling in my bones for a long time: i cannot move someone who has chosen not to budge. it doesn’t matter how much i…
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the wild garden of love
“beneath every scar, love still grows—untamed, unbroken, a fire that refuses to fade.” love has never been a clean-lined story for me. it is a wild garden, blooming where it wants, thorned and radiant all at once. it is the quiet thrum that wakes me before dawn and the electric pulse that refuses to let…

