Growth is hard. regret is harder 🌸
There comes a moment of solivance
when you stop shrinking, stop waiting, stop choosing everyone else over yourself.
From that choice grows faeloria
the quiet beauty born from wounds that were never meant to break you, only shape you.
And then you realize you are astravore
still feeding on hope, still reaching for light, still standing…
resilient, hungry, unbreakable.
This is growth.
This is healing.
This is choosing yourself, finally. 💛









































































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