Saturday, June 13, 2026

a letter to my younger self


dear little girl with your head in the clouds

keep laughing, don’t cry

keep dreaming, don’t stop

dear little girl with your armful of books

fall in love, make friends

even if they’re only stories for now

dear little girl with your artist’s soul

make music, make beauty

don’t be afraid to be who you were created to be


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