Strength

how do i have so much strength?

i have no idea

but life goes on

and im happy

choose to be in my life or don’t

choose to respect me and my time, or don’t

my personality is puppycoded and i don’t hate it

it’s now my pride and im full of sillyness and vivaciousness because of it

walkies??

i hold no grudges but i know my boundaries

be my fren?

okay, flatter me with praise

im “too much”?

sad

can’t hold space for me

no matter

ive learned to take up the space that is me and have some self-respect this time ‘round

i love like it’s the last day

intense energy makes way for melted peace and–

loud interruption

we interrupt this broadcast for a quick update on raven’s health:

she has a heartache!

oh no =/

let’s see what else she has to say,,,

my heart aches for romance

be mine and ill be yours

just choose me

but not only me of course!

would be silly to be monogamous

love is unlimited!

time is not.

laying back on the beat, im improvising (aren’t we all?)

each solo full of lines up the scale and lines down the scale

i’ll count u in if u wanna play with me in harmony (that would be soooo cute!)

wait,,,

IT’S JAZZ!

the strength is like jazz

pep

letting the changes happen and playing the notes

keeping it in the pocket

going with the groove

comping when there’s another soloist

refusing to play “everybody wants to be a cat” since some of us are indeed dogs =p

i can do all things through jazz which strengthens me

will u join in on this tune?

take my paw

i got u

<3