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Category: Friends

Pls pls pls anyone from Ireland add me I wanna go out with so many ppl this summer Im from co.tyrone so the north » Continue Reading

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dude

Category: Writing and Poetry

Tw: I acc hate my life sm like dude I just wanna die honestly; there's not an hour goes by without those thoughts creeping into my head and its exhausting. Im literally such a shitty person too and like idk how to be better, like how am I supposed to be better if I don't even want to be here? This is a rant  » Continue Reading

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10/3/25

Category: Writing and Poetry

The itching won’t stop. It’s not just on my skin—it’s under it. Deep, crawling, shifting. No matter how much I scratch, it never goes away. It’s like something is moving just beneath the surface, out of reach, teasing me. I know it’s not normal. I know it shouldn’t feel like this. But that doesn’t change the fact that it does. Then there are the flies. I see them everywhere—landing on my hands, my... » Continue Reading

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9/3/25 - symptoms

Category: Writing and Poetry

I am unsure how to begin this. Should I introduce myself? It feels pointless. I am not certain I even know who I am anymore—perhaps I never did. Perhaps I never truly existed in the way I once believed. Maybe I am nothing more than a disjointed collection of thoughts, tenuously held together, unraveling more with each passing day. This is not new. I have felt this way for some time, but it is wors... » Continue Reading

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Between reason and ruin

Category: Writing and Poetry

This is an extract from a story I'm working on :3 A place to purge my thoughts—raw, rotting, festering thoughts. No matter how wretched, they belong here. I clutch the quill like a blade, fingers aching, knuckles bone-white. Ink stains my hands like blood, seeping into the creases of my skin » Continue Reading

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Category: Writing and Poetry

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH » Continue Reading

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