Lost angel
@lost54.bsky.social
Bi : 27
Female/She/her/
5’8 : lonely
I love writing poems
Had good days and bad days
And of cause I learnt a lot of
lessons in the process
Female/She/her/
5’8 : lonely
I love writing poems
Had good days and bad days
And of cause I learnt a lot of
lessons in the process
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There’s another emergency rally in NYC this morning—9am Foley Square.
Kristi Noem is going to NYC today to hold a press conference. New Yorkers are showing up in mass to tell her to get the f*ck out.
Join @handsoffnyc.bsky.social in the streets. It’s time to get loud and stay loud.
Kristi Noem is going to NYC today to hold a press conference. New Yorkers are showing up in mass to tell her to get the f*ck out.
Join @handsoffnyc.bsky.social in the streets. It’s time to get loud and stay loud.
January 8, 2026 at 12:12 PM
There’s another emergency rally in NYC this morning—9am Foley Square.
Kristi Noem is going to NYC today to hold a press conference. New Yorkers are showing up in mass to tell her to get the f*ck out.
Join @handsoffnyc.bsky.social in the streets. It’s time to get loud and stay loud.
Kristi Noem is going to NYC today to hold a press conference. New Yorkers are showing up in mass to tell her to get the f*ck out.
Join @handsoffnyc.bsky.social in the streets. It’s time to get loud and stay loud.
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This has been shortened a lot due to the BlueSky character limit 🥹
🐰 “Just a rabbit” brings out what’s good in me, and diverts my thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day.
~ Author unknown, and thanks to our Snowbelle for the cute picture. ❤🐇❤
🐰 “Just a rabbit” brings out what’s good in me, and diverts my thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day.
~ Author unknown, and thanks to our Snowbelle for the cute picture. ❤🐇❤
January 8, 2026 at 2:55 PM
This has been shortened a lot due to the BlueSky character limit 🥹
🐰 “Just a rabbit” brings out what’s good in me, and diverts my thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day.
~ Author unknown, and thanks to our Snowbelle for the cute picture. ❤🐇❤
🐰 “Just a rabbit” brings out what’s good in me, and diverts my thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day.
~ Author unknown, and thanks to our Snowbelle for the cute picture. ❤🐇❤
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WE ARE NOW AT WAR....
January 8, 2026 at 1:49 PM
WE ARE NOW AT WAR....
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January 7, 2026 at 7:25 PM
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Our first ad of 2026! Because politics stuck in 2006 won't meet the moment.
It's time to stand up to ICE, white supremacists, and the billionaire oligarchy.
It's time to stand up to ICE, white supremacists, and the billionaire oligarchy.
January 7, 2026 at 3:59 PM
Our first ad of 2026! Because politics stuck in 2006 won't meet the moment.
It's time to stand up to ICE, white supremacists, and the billionaire oligarchy.
It's time to stand up to ICE, white supremacists, and the billionaire oligarchy.
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There has never been a taller catcher than Grayson Greiner in all of MLB history. 😮
January 7, 2026 at 3:51 PM
There has never been a taller catcher than Grayson Greiner in all of MLB history. 😮
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STOP ICE NOW!
Call your reps!
Sign petitions & repost the TRUTH & not their GASLIGHTING LIES!!
#IceBarbie
#PedoPresident
ENOUGH!!!
Call your reps!
Sign petitions & repost the TRUTH & not their GASLIGHTING LIES!!
#IceBarbie
#PedoPresident
ENOUGH!!!
January 8, 2026 at 1:24 AM
STOP ICE NOW!
Call your reps!
Sign petitions & repost the TRUTH & not their GASLIGHTING LIES!!
#IceBarbie
#PedoPresident
ENOUGH!!!
Call your reps!
Sign petitions & repost the TRUTH & not their GASLIGHTING LIES!!
#IceBarbie
#PedoPresident
ENOUGH!!!
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I am impeaching Secretary Kristi Noem, who is an incompetent leader and a disgrace to our democracy.
She wreaked havoc in the Chicagoland area and has brought her reign of terror to Minneapolis. One of her rogue ICE agents shot and killed an innocent woman today. It must come to an end.
She wreaked havoc in the Chicagoland area and has brought her reign of terror to Minneapolis. One of her rogue ICE agents shot and killed an innocent woman today. It must come to an end.
January 8, 2026 at 12:00 AM
I am impeaching Secretary Kristi Noem, who is an incompetent leader and a disgrace to our democracy.
She wreaked havoc in the Chicagoland area and has brought her reign of terror to Minneapolis. One of her rogue ICE agents shot and killed an innocent woman today. It must come to an end.
She wreaked havoc in the Chicagoland area and has brought her reign of terror to Minneapolis. One of her rogue ICE agents shot and killed an innocent woman today. It must come to an end.
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Trust Yourself
Victory doesn’t always shout.
Sometimes it whispers,
Keep going.
It looks like waking up again.
Like choosing growth over comfort.
Like trusting yourself after disappointment.
Sometimes it whispers,
Keep going.
It looks like waking up again.
Like choosing growth over comfort.
Like trusting yourself after disappointment.
January 7, 2026 at 5:48 PM
Trust Yourself
I don’t trust peace.
That’s how bad it got.
When things go quiet
I brace for impact.
Because life trained me
to expect the hit
after the calm.
I don’t dream big—
I think survival size.
I don’t plan years—
I plan exits.
I don’t hope for better—
I prepare for worse
and call it wisdom
That’s how bad it got.
When things go quiet
I brace for impact.
Because life trained me
to expect the hit
after the calm.
I don’t dream big—
I think survival size.
I don’t plan years—
I plan exits.
I don’t hope for better—
I prepare for worse
and call it wisdom
January 8, 2026 at 10:35 AM
I don’t trust peace.
That’s how bad it got.
When things go quiet
I brace for impact.
Because life trained me
to expect the hit
after the calm.
I don’t dream big—
I think survival size.
I don’t plan years—
I plan exits.
I don’t hope for better—
I prepare for worse
and call it wisdom
That’s how bad it got.
When things go quiet
I brace for impact.
Because life trained me
to expect the hit
after the calm.
I don’t dream big—
I think survival size.
I don’t plan years—
I plan exits.
I don’t hope for better—
I prepare for worse
and call it wisdom
I been solid for people
who vanished when I cracked.
Held it down
till my hands shook.
Smiled so long
my face forgot
what honesty looked like
who vanished when I cracked.
Held it down
till my hands shook.
Smiled so long
my face forgot
what honesty looked like
January 8, 2026 at 10:34 AM
I been solid for people
who vanished when I cracked.
Held it down
till my hands shook.
Smiled so long
my face forgot
what honesty looked like
who vanished when I cracked.
Held it down
till my hands shook.
Smiled so long
my face forgot
what honesty looked like
I done dragged myself through mornings
that smelled like failure.
Woke up tired of waking up.
Eyes open, soul still asleep.
Bills loud.
Dreams quiet.
Hope somewhere in the back
duct-taped and bleeding.
They say “keep your head up”easy to say
when your neck ain’t been stepped on.
that smelled like failure.
Woke up tired of waking up.
Eyes open, soul still asleep.
Bills loud.
Dreams quiet.
Hope somewhere in the back
duct-taped and bleeding.
They say “keep your head up”easy to say
when your neck ain’t been stepped on.
January 8, 2026 at 10:32 AM
I done dragged myself through mornings
that smelled like failure.
Woke up tired of waking up.
Eyes open, soul still asleep.
Bills loud.
Dreams quiet.
Hope somewhere in the back
duct-taped and bleeding.
They say “keep your head up”easy to say
when your neck ain’t been stepped on.
that smelled like failure.
Woke up tired of waking up.
Eyes open, soul still asleep.
Bills loud.
Dreams quiet.
Hope somewhere in the back
duct-taped and bleeding.
They say “keep your head up”easy to say
when your neck ain’t been stepped on.
Life ain’t hit me—
it stayed on me.
Like it rented space in my chest
and never paid rent.
I learned early
that nobody’s coming.
No rescue music.
No plot twist.
Just you
and whatever you got left
after the world finished chewing
it stayed on me.
Like it rented space in my chest
and never paid rent.
I learned early
that nobody’s coming.
No rescue music.
No plot twist.
Just you
and whatever you got left
after the world finished chewing
January 8, 2026 at 10:31 AM
Life ain’t hit me—
it stayed on me.
Like it rented space in my chest
and never paid rent.
I learned early
that nobody’s coming.
No rescue music.
No plot twist.
Just you
and whatever you got left
after the world finished chewing
it stayed on me.
Like it rented space in my chest
and never paid rent.
I learned early
that nobody’s coming.
No rescue music.
No plot twist.
Just you
and whatever you got left
after the world finished chewing
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Abolishing ICE is the bare minimum.
We need to dismantle DHS. We need restitution. And we need trials.
We need to dismantle DHS. We need restitution. And we need trials.
January 8, 2026 at 1:51 AM
Abolishing ICE is the bare minimum.
We need to dismantle DHS. We need restitution. And we need trials.
We need to dismantle DHS. We need restitution. And we need trials.
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You and your wife drop your 6-year-old off at school. You just moved here. You see ICE terrorizing your new neighbors. You film them, as is your legal right. Your wife complies with orders. She is then shot in the head. You still have to pick up your child later today.
This could be you.
This could be you.
January 8, 2026 at 12:15 AM
You and your wife drop your 6-year-old off at school. You just moved here. You see ICE terrorizing your new neighbors. You film them, as is your legal right. Your wife complies with orders. She is then shot in the head. You still have to pick up your child later today.
This could be you.
This could be you.
Because somewhere between the falling and the crawling,
I learned that survival is a kind of power.
That waking up again is a rebellion.
That breath itself is a quiet victory.
I am still here.
Scarred, yes—but sharpened.
Tired—but dangerous with experience.
I learned that survival is a kind of power.
That waking up again is a rebellion.
That breath itself is a quiet victory.
I am still here.
Scarred, yes—but sharpened.
Tired—but dangerous with experience.
January 7, 2026 at 4:20 PM
Because somewhere between the falling and the crawling,
I learned that survival is a kind of power.
That waking up again is a rebellion.
That breath itself is a quiet victory.
I am still here.
Scarred, yes—but sharpened.
Tired—but dangerous with experience.
I learned that survival is a kind of power.
That waking up again is a rebellion.
That breath itself is a quiet victory.
I am still here.
Scarred, yes—but sharpened.
Tired—but dangerous with experience.
Bills argued with my pockets,
Doubt knocked louder than faith.
People left when I needed hands,
And nights felt longer than promises.
I bent.
I cracked.
I questioned everything I believed.
But hear this—
I did not break.
Doubt knocked louder than faith.
People left when I needed hands,
And nights felt longer than promises.
I bent.
I cracked.
I questioned everything I believed.
But hear this—
I did not break.
January 7, 2026 at 4:14 PM
Bills argued with my pockets,
Doubt knocked louder than faith.
People left when I needed hands,
And nights felt longer than promises.
I bent.
I cracked.
I questioned everything I believed.
But hear this—
I did not break.
Doubt knocked louder than faith.
People left when I needed hands,
And nights felt longer than promises.
I bent.
I cracked.
I questioned everything I believed.
But hear this—
I did not break.
I have walked through months that chewed my name,
Days that asked me who I thought I was.
I have slept with worries breathing on my chest,
Woken up already tired of being strong.
I’ve seen prayers sit unanswered on the floor,
Dreams delayed, not dead—but bleeding.
I’ve smiled in rooms that neversaw
Days that asked me who I thought I was.
I have slept with worries breathing on my chest,
Woken up already tired of being strong.
I’ve seen prayers sit unanswered on the floor,
Dreams delayed, not dead—but bleeding.
I’ve smiled in rooms that neversaw
January 7, 2026 at 4:13 PM
I have walked through months that chewed my name,
Days that asked me who I thought I was.
I have slept with worries breathing on my chest,
Woken up already tired of being strong.
I’ve seen prayers sit unanswered on the floor,
Dreams delayed, not dead—but bleeding.
I’ve smiled in rooms that neversaw
Days that asked me who I thought I was.
I have slept with worries breathing on my chest,
Woken up already tired of being strong.
I’ve seen prayers sit unanswered on the floor,
Dreams delayed, not dead—but bleeding.
I’ve smiled in rooms that neversaw
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Thank you. She was an absolute angel. Kind spirited soft-spoken and loved everyone. She'd send cards out to ppl year round. Birthdays, thinking of you, holidays, just because and any reason she could think of. 🙏🏾💔🥲
May 23, 2025 at 7:05 PM
Thank you. She was an absolute angel. Kind spirited soft-spoken and loved everyone. She'd send cards out to ppl year round. Birthdays, thinking of you, holidays, just because and any reason she could think of. 🙏🏾💔🥲
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You keep being you and they’re going to send you signs that they are together and happy and proud of you 🌈❤️🩹🕊️ I’m so sorry for your loss there’s no pain like losing a parent.
June 3, 2025 at 3:13 PM
You keep being you and they’re going to send you signs that they are together and happy and proud of you 🌈❤️🩹🕊️ I’m so sorry for your loss there’s no pain like losing a parent.
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That brought happy tears ❤️.
July 6, 2025 at 7:55 AM
That brought happy tears ❤️.
I walk into it calm, prepared, grateful.
No rush—just resolve.
What once tried to stop me
Will now witness my rise.
And when I win—
It won’t be accidental.
It will be intentional.
No rush—just resolve.
What once tried to stop me
Will now witness my rise.
And when I win—
It won’t be accidental.
It will be intentional.
January 7, 2026 at 3:55 PM
I walk into it calm, prepared, grateful.
No rush—just resolve.
What once tried to stop me
Will now witness my rise.
And when I win—
It won’t be accidental.
It will be intentional.
No rush—just resolve.
What once tried to stop me
Will now witness my rise.
And when I win—
It won’t be accidental.
It will be intentional.