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i think about disappearing sometimes quietly; like mist melting into morning. but then a song plays from someone’s window and it smells » Continue Reading
"breathing"
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i think about disappearing sometimes quietly; like mist melting into morning. but then a song plays from someone’s window and it smells » Continue Reading
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i’d rather dissolve into a breeze that brushes your cheek than beg for a » Continue Reading
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log no. 0409 from my mental basement. [it's worsening, or at least that's what i assumed] 10:40AM i was reading a book. 3:54PM i woke » Continue Reading
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log no. 0409 from my mental basement. a short reflective essay: the brain and its power. the brain is not a passive witness to life, it is the quiet architect of experience. it filters, arranges, and interprets the world not as it is, but as it b » Continue Reading
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dear motherfucking diary, i’ve been trapped in my head all day, dissecting feelings i shouldn't even have to explain. i want to hate them, but hatred feels too deliberate. it's like giving them the honor of occupying more space. still, how can i not? when their apologies are curated performances, rehearsed guilt with no spine? i saw the shade and the way accountability got dressed in » Continue Reading
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log no. 0408 from my mental basement. [&& this layered rage and disappointment] there are days i want to burn my own empathy to the ground. to unfeel. to unnotice. to stop carrying the burden of knowing too much about myself, about others, about the mf sick, selfish calculations masked as kindness. » Continue Reading
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log no. 0407 from my mental basement. there are days like this where the world folds inward, and i forget how to exist inside it. where my name sounds foreign and my body feels stitched together by memory, not by skin. i watch people talk, laugh, move, and i try to mimic it. but it all feels like a reenactment of something i once understood. » Continue Reading
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log no. 0406 from my mental basement. it's not just about the oversharing. what hurts me is the weight of something very personal and vulnerable being passed down like it's just another story. i never wanted to beg for love, if i ever did, that was a very raw moment and for him to tell that to everyone is a kind of betrayal i never expected. » Continue Reading
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log no. 0405 from my mental basement. today felt like i glitched out of the simulation. i woke up anxious af for the first time in a while. not sure if i’m turning into a stone-cold gargoyle or if it’s just the planetary chaos again. there’s been » Continue Reading