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Sad(?) stuff4soul.
The philosophical search for darkness.
///hallucinogenic corpse
//if I ever shut up
/nobody
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26 y.o.⛓️ INTJ ⛓️ female ⛓️ he/she/it
The philosophical search for darkness.
///hallucinogenic corpse
//if I ever shut up
/nobody
...............
26 y.o.⛓️ INTJ ⛓️ female ⛓️ he/she/it
Pinned
What if from all these fragments, one is meant to assemble the framework of a lonely and sorrowful life, destined to fade into oblivion in nameless obscurity
All I need is to become a bookworm again. After all, it's that simple
December 9, 2025 at 11:42 AM
All I need is to become a bookworm again. After all, it's that simple
You are mad - a sudden, jagged art.
You move too sharply in the dark.
This room is black, I hold my breath,
and wait to feel your next step start.
You know I don't fear your will,
You know I want the chains you build
A gravity that reverses the flow,
and makes my backward blood run still.
#poetry
You move too sharply in the dark.
This room is black, I hold my breath,
and wait to feel your next step start.
You know I don't fear your will,
You know I want the chains you build
A gravity that reverses the flow,
and makes my backward blood run still.
#poetry
December 9, 2025 at 8:16 AM
You are mad - a sudden, jagged art.
You move too sharply in the dark.
This room is black, I hold my breath,
and wait to feel your next step start.
You know I don't fear your will,
You know I want the chains you build
A gravity that reverses the flow,
and makes my backward blood run still.
#poetry
You move too sharply in the dark.
This room is black, I hold my breath,
and wait to feel your next step start.
You know I don't fear your will,
You know I want the chains you build
A gravity that reverses the flow,
and makes my backward blood run still.
#poetry
I just need to eat this song and then everything will be fine
December 8, 2025 at 7:41 PM
I just need to eat this song and then everything will be fine
A hand parts the veil,
showing wonders just beyond
trust and fingertips.
We sink into dream's deep tide,
where "real" and "ours" coincide.
#poetry
showing wonders just beyond
trust and fingertips.
We sink into dream's deep tide,
where "real" and "ours" coincide.
#poetry
December 8, 2025 at 6:01 PM
A hand parts the veil,
showing wonders just beyond
trust and fingertips.
We sink into dream's deep tide,
where "real" and "ours" coincide.
#poetry
showing wonders just beyond
trust and fingertips.
We sink into dream's deep tide,
where "real" and "ours" coincide.
#poetry
Why stand you there,
so lone,
apart?
Does the warmth not call?
Does no other part
of this grand, turning whole
tug your solitary soul?
“No.
It doesn't”.
Something has changed you,
I see.
“I was changed
by finding
I am the vacancy”.
A little mischief
#poetry
so lone,
apart?
Does the warmth not call?
Does no other part
of this grand, turning whole
tug your solitary soul?
“No.
It doesn't”.
Something has changed you,
I see.
“I was changed
by finding
I am the vacancy”.
A little mischief
#poetry
December 8, 2025 at 11:40 AM
Why stand you there,
so lone,
apart?
Does the warmth not call?
Does no other part
of this grand, turning whole
tug your solitary soul?
“No.
It doesn't”.
Something has changed you,
I see.
“I was changed
by finding
I am the vacancy”.
A little mischief
#poetry
so lone,
apart?
Does the warmth not call?
Does no other part
of this grand, turning whole
tug your solitary soul?
“No.
It doesn't”.
Something has changed you,
I see.
“I was changed
by finding
I am the vacancy”.
A little mischief
#poetry
I feel like I could watch for a long time a dream where you draw blood from my vein. Especially your calm, unwavering expression, the one it’s impossible to look away from
December 8, 2025 at 8:26 AM
I feel like I could watch for a long time a dream where you draw blood from my vein. Especially your calm, unwavering expression, the one it’s impossible to look away from
In some cases, this phrase can indeed be a useful approach: "Fake it till you make it"
December 7, 2025 at 8:37 PM
In some cases, this phrase can indeed be a useful approach: "Fake it till you make it"
My dad's jokes are the best
December 7, 2025 at 1:38 PM
My dad's jokes are the best
Yeah. That symbolizes my condition in December very well
December 7, 2025 at 11:37 AM
Yeah. That symbolizes my condition in December very well
Cigarettes After An Incredible Urge To Close All The Files Of Life
December 7, 2025 at 9:24 AM
Cigarettes After An Incredible Urge To Close All The Files Of Life
Kafka's quote: "Loneliness isn't the absence of people - it's the absence of being understood" hits especially hard tonight
December 6, 2025 at 10:37 PM
Kafka's quote: "Loneliness isn't the absence of people - it's the absence of being understood" hits especially hard tonight
The heaviness began with a word,
A poisoning seed, absurd.
It spread a gloom across the day,
Till warmth and light just slipped away.
The heart in silence, slightly froze,
Locked in this misunderstanding' throes.
A landscape cold by shadows crossed,
Where every spark is touched by frost.
#poetry
A poisoning seed, absurd.
It spread a gloom across the day,
Till warmth and light just slipped away.
The heart in silence, slightly froze,
Locked in this misunderstanding' throes.
A landscape cold by shadows crossed,
Where every spark is touched by frost.
#poetry
December 6, 2025 at 9:06 PM
The heaviness began with a word,
A poisoning seed, absurd.
It spread a gloom across the day,
Till warmth and light just slipped away.
The heart in silence, slightly froze,
Locked in this misunderstanding' throes.
A landscape cold by shadows crossed,
Where every spark is touched by frost.
#poetry
A poisoning seed, absurd.
It spread a gloom across the day,
Till warmth and light just slipped away.
The heart in silence, slightly froze,
Locked in this misunderstanding' throes.
A landscape cold by shadows crossed,
Where every spark is touched by frost.
#poetry
With all the gusto of a good-natured bullshitter, I pep myself up by tossing out upbeat and "totally genuine" encouragements to my in-game teammates
December 6, 2025 at 2:52 PM
With all the gusto of a good-natured bullshitter, I pep myself up by tossing out upbeat and "totally genuine" encouragements to my in-game teammates
The treacherous thought that a friend could actually die, surfaces in the mind like a bolt from the blue, but with amplified frequencies
December 6, 2025 at 2:46 PM
The treacherous thought that a friend could actually die, surfaces in the mind like a bolt from the blue, but with amplified frequencies
Another song on loop: Zak Abel – Right Side of the Bed
December 6, 2025 at 11:38 AM
Another song on loop: Zak Abel – Right Side of the Bed
Some people have daddy issues, but personally, I have a daddy addiction
December 5, 2025 at 4:50 PM
Some people have daddy issues, but personally, I have a daddy addiction
The only thing I'll look forward to in the near future is that swirling brilliance of thought that will envelop many stages of delirium
December 5, 2025 at 12:33 PM
The only thing I'll look forward to in the near future is that swirling brilliance of thought that will envelop many stages of delirium
Someone should carry a candle to my coffin to this composition: Perry Como - Sunrise Sunset
December 5, 2025 at 11:14 AM
Someone should carry a candle to my coffin to this composition: Perry Como - Sunrise Sunset
I just need one kind foreign friend to register a local bank card for me, so I can pay for "inaccessible" relics and finally go completely bankrupt
December 5, 2025 at 10:55 AM
I just need one kind foreign friend to register a local bank card for me, so I can pay for "inaccessible" relics and finally go completely bankrupt
You grasp at the ideas to write a poem again, but they slip away like water through your fingers, while the main thought stays on the surface, unexpressed
December 5, 2025 at 9:29 AM
You grasp at the ideas to write a poem again, but they slip away like water through your fingers, while the main thought stays on the surface, unexpressed
Another Christmas present I want is a beautiful book about Fernando Pessoa's biography
December 5, 2025 at 9:19 AM
Another Christmas present I want is a beautiful book about Fernando Pessoa's biography
This new Milio skin is blowing my mind. I want it as one of my Christmas presents
December 4, 2025 at 5:59 PM
This new Milio skin is blowing my mind. I want it as one of my Christmas presents
There are people who matter a great deal and then there are ordinary nobodies. And that's as far as any explanation of how the world works goes
December 4, 2025 at 4:57 PM
There are people who matter a great deal and then there are ordinary nobodies. And that's as far as any explanation of how the world works goes
After several attempts to connect with people only to be met with silence or general disinterest, I can’t keep trying to force my way into their inner world. That would be far too tactless
December 4, 2025 at 2:12 PM
After several attempts to connect with people only to be met with silence or general disinterest, I can’t keep trying to force my way into their inner world. That would be far too tactless