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i feel seventeen again
ive got seashells for hands
and im shining iridescent
drifting far from land
i turn purple when you turn pink
your blues fill my gree
water flows through algae
ill be your girl if you want me
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This spiritual, often physical experience
to be the first to dive in with a stretched, long body and pointed toes
with desire to submit
The body responds to being fully submerged,
constant pressure and robust forces
Lost in the currents and the waves
then to be the last one out, 
the only one swimming
sometimes the shadows look malicious
I forget they come from my own strokes forward
And the things that accompany me 
sink weight further into the depths
Submission turns to restriction
The body remembers being fully submerged again
Do you remember to swim when this happens? Do you flail aimlessly as you descend? 
The weight of it all grows while drowning intensifies
Consumption feels subsequent.
When finally looking up from the tiled floor
I forget that my own strokes propel me forward
up and out of the water, emerging from my own fears
"do you remember to swim when full submerged?"
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i've spent so much time resting, i memorized the colors in my dreams, the textures and reflections. I see it enough to make it, to feel it this time. to breath life into it.
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i find myself spending less and less time with people. its exciting to be alone, to talk to myself. im learning to give myself grace. at the same time the people i am trying to be around ive gotten closer to. the relationship burns brighter. to be lonely in the physical but satisfied mentally alone. im bouncing back and forth. what do i really desire?
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BTS of the burrow trails
bottom two videos are areas and angles i plan on filming. top video is me in my bedroom planning poses, movements, shadows and silhouettes i might like. the outfit has some work to do.
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self portraits in #swagbyrobel
an outfit that im obsessed with.
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self portrait serious #swagbyrobel
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i have these really big ideas and really big dreams. i just need the confidence and the patience to make it work in real life. to trust in myself.
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nyc late summer/early fall
brooklyn
song is by Maryyx2!!!
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groomed the same way
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last nights siren
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american dream girl
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do you like him more than me now
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2024 started with what felt like a broken back. the science community says every 7 years every cell in your body regenerates. maybe that first day i felt the residual 7 years melt from my body through stinging tears. the last year was tough, but the last 7 have been an accumulation of hell. rejection, displacement, betrayal, i wonder when it will calm. when the anger that makes my body violently shake will release. iv'e been struggling for years and with humble exhaustion i wait for my reward. maybe still i must wait, as my Saturn influence takes years to develop, but still i pray for confirmation along the way. to be so talented means to have so many avenues. i am directionless, and i used to think i knew everything. but i am a child and i just learned to tie my shoes.
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how can i feel secure when both parents have run from me?
both avoidant and distant. cold and sadistic.
to grow older is to grow more distant, but not from the actions of my own.
should i crawl on all fours to the bosom of my mothers chest?
i cannot, for her beating heart does not beat for me, nor within sync of mine.
so i wither away growing further and further.
long forgotten the instinct of mine own support i turn within to self soothe and maternal care
hush now, i tell myself, we'll be alright
and i tap my chest in sync with my own heartbeat
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i feel romantic! i feel like a painting!
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there is so much power within me
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