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Category: Writing and Poetry
Ashley climbs down the tree slowly, each step toward the streetlights making her stomach twist. The glow from the house hits her like it's exposing her, but she keeps moving, careful. "Okay..careful..they don't need to know. Not tonight." She reaches the fence that holds her grandparents' plants, swings herself up, and perches on the roof. Ten minutes pass and her thoughts churn. " Three days..my... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
Haii XP so this is the beginning of a story I'm writing with my OC (Ashley Hendrix) just wanted to see where this goes on this site :) Ashley presses her Vans against the edge of the second floor windowsill, holding her breath as she swings a leg out. The rooftop creaks faintly beneath her, and she winces. "Don't slip.. don't make a sound.." Her feet hit the road with a soft thud. Finally. Ground... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I am everywhere and nowhere. I scream into the air and no one hears. I hide in plain sight, wearing a mask stitched from other people's expectations. I let the sun hit my face but not my heart. I smile at the world and it doesn't know how much I want to tear it apart and remake it in my own image. They tell me to grow up. They tell me to forgive. But I can't forgive the years that were stolen, the... » Continue Reading
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the window is open but no wind comes in i climbed out anyway barefoot on cold grass something laughed behind me i couldn't see it but i felt it » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
the ceiling stares all night i swear it moves closer every crack, every line it's alive it's patient it's hungry i press my hands to my ears but the ceiling hums anyway » Continue Reading
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i never meant for the silence to sound this loud, but it curled up in my throat and made a home. the mirror fogged, not from steam, but from the things I didn't say. there's a knife in the drawer that knows my name, its grin sharper than mine will ever be. i touch it, and it hums like a secret i can't keep. blood is only red until the light hits it wrong, then it's black, then it's gone. sometimes... » Continue Reading
Category: Music
1. PUNKBITCH-3OH!3: 8/10 flipped off someone in public while smirking in an oversized hoodie 2. Jealousy- Brokencyde: 6/10 low-key hilarious but kinda cringe. the kind of song you play while making dramatic faces in a mirror and questioning life choices 3. Freakin' Freak- Dot Dot Curve: 9/10 feels like someone poured neon glitter on your soul and then screamed at your emotions 4. Fer Sure- The Me... » Continue Reading
Category: Music
Imma rate some songs on my playlist outta 10 and say how they feel or what I did when I listened to them 1. Ur ghost is so pretty- rebzyxx: 10/10 cried in my room at 2am while staring at my ceiling fan. soft but stabbing, kinda like someone stole my soul and then smiled about it. 2. I deserve this- rebzyxx: 9/10 so harsh but sooo real. yelled at my reflection because, yes, i do deserve it but als... » Continue Reading
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Category: Blogging
By Xx_AlyssaXD_xX ✨AUGUST 1ST, 2025✨ ☠️Scene Sign: trashy princess of comfort n chaos ☄️Lucky Color: metallic bubblegum pink 📞Lucky Number: 420 (but like ironically??) 🎧Current Vibe: "I only want hugs and monster energy" 🍬Power Object: broken iPod nano covered in nail polish n sins 💋Celestial BFF: the kid who always gave u gum in 6th period even tho they weren't allowed 🌌Cosmic Forecast: the moon... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
My sister was six. Her friend, nine. And they got along great- like kids who didn't yet know what kind of world they were growing up in. Laughing in the front yard while the sky turned copper, leaves skipping past their sneakers, everything feeling normal for once. I watched them. Too old to join them, too young to understand why I felt so far away from joy that close. They were playing. I was unr... » Continue Reading
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I had anger issues. Flipped out over small things- a look, a word, a door left open- and suddenly the whole house was on fire. People said I was overreacting. But they never saw the storm already brewing in my bones. I wasn't mad about the thing, I was mad about everything. The nights I waited for a mom who never came. The screams that weren't mine but still filled my ears. The weight I carried wh... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I posted pictures. Not to shock- but to speak. A finger g*n to my temple, blood-red lipstick smeared like silence, eyeliner drawn too thick to miss. They called it attention seeking. But what's so wrong with seeking attention when you've been invisible your whole life? I shared c*ts, captions soaked in sadness, because pain without witness is just another secret to bury. I was screaming in digital... » Continue Reading
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