she ate pizza when she wanted it,
and greens when she needed it.
she kept the things she loved,
and threw the things she didn't.
she would wear high heels on a night out,
and sneakers the next day.
she would drink glasses of wine,
but she'd never forget her water.
she moved fast and she stayed still.
she was loud, adventurous and bold,
but also allowed herself to be
quiet, reserved and peaceful.
she was chaos and calmness.
she made her own rules,
and followed her own path.
but most of all;
she never let anyone tell her
how to live her life
according to theirs.
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Motivation.
Poetryhey, stop scrolling. everyone who is reading this: I'm so glad you're alive, I'm so fucking proud of you. you are loved. don't give up, we're almost there. you are going to make it. ♛
