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Chamber of Reflection

Category: Writing and Poetry

I stepped away long enough to hear my own breath again. Silence isn’t empty— it’s a room where you finally meet yourself without witnesses. Being alone isn’t punishment. It’s preparation. You sit with the parts of you that never get invited to the party and realize they were never the problem. That lonely feeling doesn’t come from outside. It rises from within, like a quiet question asking whether... » Continue Reading

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Shaped thoughts

Category: Writing and Poetry

Do things from love, not for love. Of course I wear my softness like a crown— you dumb motherfucker— because in a world addicted to numbness, tenderness is rebellion. There are so many drugs in this world, and somehow I became addicted to nostalgia. Nostalgia is when the soul remembers what the mind already dismissed as uncool. It’s sweet, it’s dirty, and sometimes I need soap after it. Social tal... » Continue Reading

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Raw reflection

Category: Writing and Poetry

I told the dog I’ll never look at humans the way I look at connection— just experience, just love without translation. You made me feel like I was never enough, even when I gave everything I had. There was no respect left, and somehow I forgot that you once loved me at all. The only thing I can accept now is never speaking again. You think about everything I did wrong. I think about how little you... » Continue Reading

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Idk (。ᵕ ◞ _◟)

Category: Blogging

Lately, i've been interested in murder cases and killers. I'm not sure why, but honestly, it makes me sad to think about how many innocent people lose their lives because of people with mental health issues. I was thinking of writing down some cases in a notebook - not as example to follow, BUT THE C » Continue Reading

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Philosophical grounding

Category: Writing and Poetry

Philosophy only works when you accept that different paths lead to different truths. Some places are not meant to be reached, no matter how faithfully you walk. The path itself will tell you— not with words, but with silence. If you’ve never bitten into a bad apple, you’ll never understand why a good one tastes like grace. Life must be lived to be understood. You pass through your own versions of ... » Continue Reading

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HER throughout the emotions

Category: Writing and Poetry

Fuck your past and your future. I will not fall to my knees for something I have to beg for. I didn’t want this to become another lesson. I wanted this to be love. Maybe in another life I’m the one she chooses. Just because I let her go doesn’t mean I wanted to. Sometimes I imagine a future where we’re washing dishes together, laughing about how close we came to giving up on each other. Silly me— ... » Continue Reading

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Breathing together

Category: Writing and Poetry

I’ve gathered questions and left them on the table, not to answer them, just to see which ones stay. Do I pray? If something dies, does it end—or does it simply change rooms? Does the ending explain the beginning, or do we just pretend it does? Never let excitement turn you into a stain. Never spill your inner game just to make a show of it. Some things lose their meaning the moment they are perfo... » Continue Reading

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Music

Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes

I bought an "electrical piano" (idk how translate Teclado for english) and started learning Welcome To The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance. I've already learned the first part, the floor work, but the rest is quite complicated. I hope I can learn it quickly.  » Continue Reading

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Shaped words

Category: Writing and Poetry

I forgive you because you are not perfect. Because you are human. And so am I. None of us were made smooth and flawless. Even the man outside my apartment carried his own quiet fractures. When I was young, I wanted to be great —not famous, not admired—just wholly myself. Dr. Bernard used to say that if I were stranded on a desert island, I’d have no choice but to keep my own company: just me, my t... » Continue Reading

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SCHOOL SUCKS!!!

Category: School, College, University

why is my teacher picking on me o(╥﹏╥)o » Continue Reading

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