Dani 🖤✨️
@filosefeabstrac.bsky.social
Damaged but not broken.
Repaired but not fixed.
Alone but not lonely.
💛🌌🖤
Repaired but not fixed.
Alone but not lonely.
💛🌌🖤
July 4, 2025 at 6:49 PM
July 4, 2025 at 3:03 PM
June 27, 2025 at 5:02 PM
𝒜𝓃ℊℯ𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓀𝓃ℯ𝓈𝓈
The foretold prophet, an angel of darkness.
Breathless souls beckoned to return home.
A Spirit fleeting body void of energy.
The foretold prophet, an angel of darkness.
Breathless souls beckoned to return home.
A Spirit fleeting body void of energy.
June 18, 2025 at 2:12 AM
𝒜𝓃ℊℯ𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓀𝓃ℯ𝓈𝓈
The foretold prophet, an angel of darkness.
Breathless souls beckoned to return home.
A Spirit fleeting body void of energy.
The foretold prophet, an angel of darkness.
Breathless souls beckoned to return home.
A Spirit fleeting body void of energy.
First Pride 2025, just another memory of existence.
💛😋🏳️🌈🇺🇸🏳️⚧️✨️
💛😋🏳️🌈🇺🇸🏳️⚧️✨️
June 9, 2025 at 6:29 AM
First Pride 2025, just another memory of existence.
💛😋🏳️🌈🇺🇸🏳️⚧️✨️
💛😋🏳️🌈🇺🇸🏳️⚧️✨️
Sitting in silence listening to time.
Contemplating why life has pasted her by.
Knowing not of purpose.
Existence, all but meaningless.
#TransWriter #TransWriting
Contemplating why life has pasted her by.
Knowing not of purpose.
Existence, all but meaningless.
#TransWriter #TransWriting
April 22, 2025 at 2:53 AM
Sitting in silence listening to time.
Contemplating why life has pasted her by.
Knowing not of purpose.
Existence, all but meaningless.
#TransWriter #TransWriting
Contemplating why life has pasted her by.
Knowing not of purpose.
Existence, all but meaningless.
#TransWriter #TransWriting
April 16, 2025 at 4:41 AM
Twins in Spirit.
Friends with demons.
Sister's in arms.
One light, one dark.
In between a space of grey,
never alone, never betrayed.
Me, myself, and I.
So who; am I?
𝓖𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓲 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴
#transwriter
Friends with demons.
Sister's in arms.
One light, one dark.
In between a space of grey,
never alone, never betrayed.
Me, myself, and I.
So who; am I?
𝓖𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓲 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴
#transwriter
March 19, 2025 at 4:15 AM
Twins in Spirit.
Friends with demons.
Sister's in arms.
One light, one dark.
In between a space of grey,
never alone, never betrayed.
Me, myself, and I.
So who; am I?
𝓖𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓲 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴
#transwriter
Friends with demons.
Sister's in arms.
One light, one dark.
In between a space of grey,
never alone, never betrayed.
Me, myself, and I.
So who; am I?
𝓖𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓲 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴
#transwriter
Just another refreshing trip to the salon. Skipped over March colors and went straight to April. Well, also wanted to match my bracelets, couldn't help myself. 😌🩵💅✨️
#SelfCare
#SelfCare
March 6, 2025 at 2:29 AM
Just another refreshing trip to the salon. Skipped over March colors and went straight to April. Well, also wanted to match my bracelets, couldn't help myself. 😌🩵💅✨️
#SelfCare
#SelfCare
Reposted by Dani 🖤✨️
Seeking something, seeking nothing. Perhaps she wasn't meant to find her everything.
Maybe she's better off alone.
Maybe it was the years left to the cold.
In the unknown, her soul grows.
In the unknown, her chaos flows.
To be loved in her abyss.
To be saved with nothing; but a kiss. 🥀
Maybe she's better off alone.
Maybe it was the years left to the cold.
In the unknown, her soul grows.
In the unknown, her chaos flows.
To be loved in her abyss.
To be saved with nothing; but a kiss. 🥀
February 22, 2025 at 5:53 AM
Seeking something, seeking nothing. Perhaps she wasn't meant to find her everything.
Maybe she's better off alone.
Maybe it was the years left to the cold.
In the unknown, her soul grows.
In the unknown, her chaos flows.
To be loved in her abyss.
To be saved with nothing; but a kiss. 🥀
Maybe she's better off alone.
Maybe it was the years left to the cold.
In the unknown, her soul grows.
In the unknown, her chaos flows.
To be loved in her abyss.
To be saved with nothing; but a kiss. 🥀
January 26, 2025 at 12:38 PM
January 12, 2025 at 3:27 AM
So many superficial people. So many skin deep.
So many lack sight to see what lies beneath.
An ocean of grief greeted by mortality.
#TransWriting
So many lack sight to see what lies beneath.
An ocean of grief greeted by mortality.
#TransWriting
January 5, 2025 at 1:46 PM
So many superficial people. So many skin deep.
So many lack sight to see what lies beneath.
An ocean of grief greeted by mortality.
#TransWriting
So many lack sight to see what lies beneath.
An ocean of grief greeted by mortality.
#TransWriting
"The most terrible loneliness is not the kind that comes from being alone, but from being misunderstood. It is the loneliness of standing in a crowded room, surrounded by people who do not see you, who do not hear you, who do not know the true essence of who you are."
⁃George Orwell
⁃George Orwell
January 4, 2025 at 2:28 PM
"The most terrible loneliness is not the kind that comes from being alone, but from being misunderstood. It is the loneliness of standing in a crowded room, surrounded by people who do not see you, who do not hear you, who do not know the true essence of who you are."
⁃George Orwell
⁃George Orwell
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔, 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔. 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.
𝓢𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓽 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴
#TransWriter #TransWriting #Poetry
𝓢𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓽 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴
#TransWriter #TransWriting #Poetry
December 29, 2024 at 3:30 AM
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔, 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔. 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.
𝓢𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓽 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴
#TransWriter #TransWriting #Poetry
𝓢𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓽 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴
#TransWriter #TransWriting #Poetry
When tears become your language, the quiet roar of defeaning anger is lost in translation.
Sorrow consumes the soul, body, and spirit, a melancholy experience.
Salt stings the eyes of those dead inside.
#TransWriter #TransWriting
Sorrow consumes the soul, body, and spirit, a melancholy experience.
Salt stings the eyes of those dead inside.
#TransWriter #TransWriting
December 27, 2024 at 5:22 AM
When tears become your language, the quiet roar of defeaning anger is lost in translation.
Sorrow consumes the soul, body, and spirit, a melancholy experience.
Salt stings the eyes of those dead inside.
#TransWriter #TransWriting
Sorrow consumes the soul, body, and spirit, a melancholy experience.
Salt stings the eyes of those dead inside.
#TransWriter #TransWriting
Reposted by Dani 🖤✨️
Friendly reminder.
December 25, 2024 at 2:10 AM
Friendly reminder.
December 23, 2024 at 6:25 AM
Fyodor Dostoevsky -
"Your worst sin is that you have destroyed
and betrayed yourself for nothing."
"Your worst sin is that you have destroyed
and betrayed yourself for nothing."
December 23, 2024 at 3:23 AM
Fyodor Dostoevsky -
"Your worst sin is that you have destroyed
and betrayed yourself for nothing."
"Your worst sin is that you have destroyed
and betrayed yourself for nothing."
𝓣𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽
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Light twisted.
Energy shifted.
False promises gifted.
The current realm, a reality of fiction.
#Poetry #TransWriter #TransWriting #Art
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Light twisted.
Energy shifted.
False promises gifted.
The current realm, a reality of fiction.
#Poetry #TransWriter #TransWriting #Art
December 15, 2024 at 2:50 AM
𝓣𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽
---
Light twisted.
Energy shifted.
False promises gifted.
The current realm, a reality of fiction.
#Poetry #TransWriter #TransWriting #Art
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Light twisted.
Energy shifted.
False promises gifted.
The current realm, a reality of fiction.
#Poetry #TransWriter #TransWriting #Art
December 12, 2024 at 1:37 PM
Nothing hollow in time borrowed, souls part ways in search of better days. Swirling waves paraphrase the grave. A black rose on the stone for the unknown. 🥀 🖤✨️
#poetrycommunity #TransWriters #Transwriting
#poetrycommunity #TransWriters #Transwriting
December 12, 2024 at 3:33 AM
Nothing hollow in time borrowed, souls part ways in search of better days. Swirling waves paraphrase the grave. A black rose on the stone for the unknown. 🥀 🖤✨️
#poetrycommunity #TransWriters #Transwriting
#poetrycommunity #TransWriters #Transwriting