Life

life is a hallway with flickering lights and i keep walking even when i don’t know what room i’m supposed to end up in

they tell you life is beautiful but they don’t talk about the parts where you cry on the bathroom floor at 2 a.m. with mascara staining your hands and thoughts louder than your heartbeat

life is learning how to smile in pictures while carrying storms in your chest it’s laughing too loud so no one asks are you okay? because you don’t know how to answer honestly

i’ve loved people who felt like home and lost them like loose change in my pockets i’ve watched promises rot and memories become heavier than regret

life is growing up and realizing nobody really knows what they’re doing we’re all just pretending we’re fine while begging the universe to be gentle with us

some days i feel invincible like i could set the world on fire and other days i can’t get out of bed because existing feels like a chore

life is the ache of nostalgia missing versions of yourself you can never go back to the kid who thought forever was real the teen who believed love would save them

i’ve learned that pain doesn’t knock it just moves in unpacks its bags and asks you to make room

but i’ve also learned that survival is a quiet rebellion that waking up again is an act of courage that softness in a cruel world is not weakness — it’s defiance

life is messy it’s scars and late nights it’s falling apart and rebuilding with shaking hands and tired eyes

it’s loving deeply even when you know it might destroy you it’s choosing hope even when it feels embarrassing to believe in it

one day we’ll all be ghosts in someone’s memory a username a song lyric a blurry photo from another time

so feel everything love recklessly cry when it hurts and don’t apologize for taking up space

because life isn’t about being perfect it’s about being real and staying alive long enough to see the sun rise again

and if you’re reading this still breathing still hurting still trying

you’re already doing more than you think. 🖤