A TRAGIC CLOWN.
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A TRAGIC CLOWN.
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To catch her, you had to lie, but it may not be a lie forever.
February 12, 2026 at 6:10 PM
If I am killed for simply living,
let death be kinder than man.
February 12, 2026 at 5:40 PM
Of course she didn't cure me. It just felt nice. That someone loved me enough. To do what she did. But she's just a dog. She's not magic.
February 12, 2026 at 5:10 PM
Some things you can't rewrite
February 12, 2026 at 4:40 PM
You feel her warm breath on your face.
February 12, 2026 at 4:10 PM
I am Jack's raging bile duct.
February 12, 2026 at 3:41 PM
I turn around and see it bending over my head
February 12, 2026 at 3:11 PM
You tell me it's a cruel world and we're all running around in circles. I know that. I've been on this earth just as many days as you.
February 12, 2026 at 2:40 PM
And then, something happened. I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.
February 12, 2026 at 2:11 PM
And as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual.
February 12, 2026 at 1:40 PM
how much destructive change does it take to call a thing "destroyed?"
February 12, 2026 at 1:10 PM
Home is where the heart is.
February 12, 2026 at 12:41 PM
And then, something happened. I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.
February 12, 2026 at 12:11 PM
I understand your misgivings. It is terrifying to become something new. It's a little bit like dying.
February 12, 2026 at 11:41 AM
and the universe said I love you because you are love.
February 12, 2026 at 11:12 AM
A picture of a life, in a picture of life, in a picture of a life. How deep must repetition still our movements until the very air we breathe is stale?
February 12, 2026 at 10:41 AM
I am Jack's broken heart.
February 12, 2026 at 10:11 AM
Someone tell me, who am I supposed to be? Give me direction, I need affection
February 12, 2026 at 9:41 AM
Madness comes when the ant, for a moment, can see as a human does.
February 12, 2026 at 9:11 AM
Your existence is nothing but an echo of a dying god's screams. The unseen converges. Surrounds you.
And it tightens like a noose.
February 12, 2026 at 8:40 AM
They'd love to never love anyone. Never feel any vulnerable emotion again. They could never stop. Any wall was never strong enough. Made from putty rather than brick.
February 12, 2026 at 8:11 AM
The stars are so fucking beautiful out here, man.
February 12, 2026 at 7:41 AM
They'd love to never love anyone. Never feel any vulnerable emotion again. They could never stop. Any wall was never strong enough. Made from putty rather than brick.
February 12, 2026 at 7:11 AM
When I choose to see the good side of things, I'm not being naive. It is strategic and necessary. It's how I've learned to survive through everything.
February 12, 2026 at 6:41 AM
It will be tough
but you will get your second chance
February 12, 2026 at 6:10 AM