Aspiring Carrie Bradshaw Of My Generation

Yeah, thats a Sex In The City reference, sue me.

WARNING the blog you are about to read may baffle you, trigger you, make you laugh, make you cry, and is immensely vulnerable for me.

We all spend so much time creating perfect images, brands, and views of ourselves for people to see. 

Does anyone else just want the guttural truth? 

So grab your popcorn if you feel the call, and read on. 

This page is my catharsis.
And I hope that’s exactly what it gives you.

Ivy Wolfe

Singer, Model, Poet, Writer

^where else to find me ^

  • Voice Of Wholeness

    Voice Of Wholeness

    Maybe, even though everything, and everyone I will ever love, will be taken from me in some form. Maybe even though I cannot escape grief, and pain, and loss, even if i could somehow do everything perfectly. Maybe… It’s perfect that way. Maybe all my endless trying to save myself, is never gonna work. Maybe…

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  • Fame

    Fame

    In this world we live in, we are embedded so deeply into certain systems of perception. Especially in regards to power. We think if someone is famous, it is reflective of there value, there power, there wisdom, there intelligence, or there talent. That the more famous, or viral, someone is, the more power and value…

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  • Love Speaks

    Love Speaks

    Love is not understanding why something makes someone feel good And doing it for them anyways Love is not agreeing with the way someone lives, that brings them joy And letting them anyways Love is fear cascading through every fiber of your being And stepping forward anyways Love is a free-thinker, and will never be…

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