She feeds herself like one might water a dying plant—out of duty, not desire. The spoon is an anchor, heavy in her trembling hand, trembling like the flame of a candle almost out. There is no hunger in her belly, only a cold cavern echoing with the silence of survival. Still, she chews. Not for taste, but to remind her body that it still belongs to the world. » Continue Reading
They say too many energy drinks can kill you. I think about that a lot—how death, in this case, comes dressed in neon colors and aluminum, disguised as something normal. Something you can buy at the corner store with crumpled bills and a tired smile. No one blinks when you hold four cans at the register. No one questions why your » Continue Reading
There are desires we can silence, longings we can tuck away beneath the folds of distraction and willpower. Flesh and fire, fleeting and temperamental—they can be ignored. But then there are the cravings that whisper to us in a voice sharp as steel, persistent as the hum of a blade held close to the skin. It’s not about destruction, not really. It’s about the ritual. The control in the chaos. The ... » Continue Reading
(it's bcs I saw someone talk abt this but I have another opinion -- unfortunately) Hey, friends~ (o˘◡˘o) Let’s talk about something important—abortion. I know it’s not all sparkles and cute things, but sometimes being a magical girl means facing tough stuff too. So here’s what I think: » Continue Reading