"becoming an eerie internet legend."
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when i have a crush on someone i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair, instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like some middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case she just cannot crack. i let it consume me whole. that's why i stick to fictional characters! » Continue Reading
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I am too busy intellectualizing my suffering to let the depth of my emotions move me to action !! Thank you semicolon. » Continue Reading
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Art and love are the same, it's the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you. » Continue Reading
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A Pyrrhic victory is a victory that inflicts such a devastating toll on the victor that it is tantamount to defeat. Such a victory negates any true sense of achievement or damages long-term progress. The phrase originates from a quote from Pyrrhus of Epirus, whose triumph against the Romans in the Battle of Asculum in 279 BC destroyed much of his forces, forcing the end of his campaign. » Continue Reading
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A sin-eater is a person who consumes a ritual meal in order to spiritually, take on the sins of a deceased person. The food was believed to asborb the sins of a recently dead person, thus absolving the soul of the person. Sin-eaters as a consequence, carried the sins of all the people whose sins they had eaten; they were usually feared and shunned. » Continue Reading
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because there is no answer greater than silence, and no punishment greater than forgiveness. » Continue Reading
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In a world that loves self-confidence, I find myself stuck in a weird spot. I’m a narcissist, but I also really hate myself. It’s strange to feel both proud and ashamed at the same time. (｡•́︿•̀｡) I often wonder how I got here. Was it the endless praise by teachers when I was younger, or the harsh criticism that came later? Both sides shaped me into someone who craves attention but also feels unco... » Continue Reading
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i hate my face and my body and my voice and my personality and my life. I hate it i hate my face so much oh my semicolon i want to barf sometimes when i look at myself why do i look like that why cant i be beautiful and skinny and cute why do i have to look so deformed and ugly i hate it so much it pains me i want to break my mirror with a hammer and then break myself ugly people like me dont des... » Continue Reading
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I hate it so much.. When i walk into school and I see that group of girls laughing and talking with eachother, unaware.. and.. happy. I want that too, you know? It really isn't fair. I want to be a stupid girl laughing with her stupid group of girls, unaware of the absolute hell we call life. It pains me that i won't ever be that dumb, i won't ever be that unaware. The luckiest people are those w... » Continue Reading
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I’m not sure why I’m writing this, but I guess it’s easier to spill my thoughts here than to face them head-on. Lately, everything feels heavy, and I’m drowning in this suffocating routine. I can’t shake the feeling that everyone around me is just pretending to care. My friends? They barely reach out anymore. It’s like I’m a burden they’re stuck with. And my family? I’m convinced they’d be happie... » Continue Reading
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The scared bunny is running through the forest, desperately hopping away. The wolves are sprinting after, they know the routine, They know she wont get away. Relentless, the bunny tries its hardest to get away It hurts its little foot, and gets cornered by the wolves. "We're hungry, rabbit." "You were born hungry. You will never be full." She answers with teary eyes. The wolves, offended, feast o... » Continue Reading
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Hey there, world. It’s me, your once-glorious SpaceHey princess, now just a ghost in the digital void. Remember when I was a little known? When my blogss lit up the screen and people actually cared? Yeah, me too. Those days feel like a distant memory now. I thought internet fame would fill the emptiness, give me a purpose. I poured my heart into every post, every blog, hoping someone would notice ... » Continue Reading
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