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There are a few things more terrifying than one’s own heart, and there is almost nothing more terrifying than sharing it with another.
November 28, 2025 at 5:20 AM
There are a few things more terrifying than one’s own heart, and there is almost nothing more terrifying than sharing it with another.
“The hands that cradled your face and tilted it upwards to kiss your forehead are soaked in unfathomable quantities of blood.”
“But they cradled me, yes?”
“But they cradled me, yes?”
November 28, 2025 at 2:20 AM
“The hands that cradled your face and tilted it upwards to kiss your forehead are soaked in unfathomable quantities of blood.”
“But they cradled me, yes?”
“But they cradled me, yes?”
It’s not just other people we need to forgive. We also need to forgive ourselves. For all the things we didn’t do. All the things we should have done.
November 27, 2025 at 11:20 PM
It’s not just other people we need to forgive. We also need to forgive ourselves. For all the things we didn’t do. All the things we should have done.
But my envy is real. It’s a matter of mentality. You’d long for possibilities once you’re used to monotonous beauty. Every once in a while, I’d fantasize what I would look like if I had a chance to grow older.
November 27, 2025 at 8:20 PM
But my envy is real. It’s a matter of mentality. You’d long for possibilities once you’re used to monotonous beauty. Every once in a while, I’d fantasize what I would look like if I had a chance to grow older.
Only once you know and respect death can you truly understand the value of life.
November 27, 2025 at 5:20 PM
Only once you know and respect death can you truly understand the value of life.
Compared to faint memories, having good friends by your side is really a wonderful thing… Even though they will eventually be gone too. People should never reject happiness in the present because of past suffering or disillusionment with the future.
November 27, 2025 at 2:20 PM
Compared to faint memories, having good friends by your side is really a wonderful thing… Even though they will eventually be gone too. People should never reject happiness in the present because of past suffering or disillusionment with the future.
Loneliness is a fuel for the quiet and shamed
Close my eyes, is it time? Stay away, stay away
If I find God’s a lefty I can’t say how happy I’d be
Maybe, there is a place for me, waiting to see
Close my eyes, is it time? Stay away, stay away
If I find God’s a lefty I can’t say how happy I’d be
Maybe, there is a place for me, waiting to see
November 27, 2025 at 11:20 AM
Loneliness is a fuel for the quiet and shamed
Close my eyes, is it time? Stay away, stay away
If I find God’s a lefty I can’t say how happy I’d be
Maybe, there is a place for me, waiting to see
Close my eyes, is it time? Stay away, stay away
If I find God’s a lefty I can’t say how happy I’d be
Maybe, there is a place for me, waiting to see
When I came here, I failed at being a hero. So badly, in fact, that when I begged for one more chance, She laughed— and granted my request, because it was so pitiful that it amused her.
November 27, 2025 at 8:20 AM
When I came here, I failed at being a hero. So badly, in fact, that when I begged for one more chance, She laughed— and granted my request, because it was so pitiful that it amused her.
Rain falls a thousand times
No footprints of come-and-go
You who once went by
Where will you belong?
No footprints of come-and-go
You who once went by
Where will you belong?
November 27, 2025 at 5:20 AM
Rain falls a thousand times
No footprints of come-and-go
You who once went by
Where will you belong?
No footprints of come-and-go
You who once went by
Where will you belong?
“And I forgive you.”
“But I don’t deserve…”
“Don’t you get it? Nobody deserves forgiveness.”
“But I don’t deserve…”
“Don’t you get it? Nobody deserves forgiveness.”
November 27, 2025 at 2:20 AM
“And I forgive you.”
“But I don’t deserve…”
“Don’t you get it? Nobody deserves forgiveness.”
“But I don’t deserve…”
“Don’t you get it? Nobody deserves forgiveness.”
He wanted easy affection and easier sorrows, a family member’s warm embrace curled around his torso, a hold that said look, I am here, I am here and no one can hurt you now. Not even yourself.
November 26, 2025 at 11:20 PM
He wanted easy affection and easier sorrows, a family member’s warm embrace curled around his torso, a hold that said look, I am here, I am here and no one can hurt you now. Not even yourself.
Then one day, a voice said to the light: “Why what an ungrateful world... You must be so unhappy.” The light asked what it meant. “You are not loved,” The voice replied.
November 26, 2025 at 8:20 PM
Then one day, a voice said to the light: “Why what an ungrateful world... You must be so unhappy.” The light asked what it meant. “You are not loved,” The voice replied.
If I could do everything, there would be no such thing as a “necessary sacrifice”. I can’t fix the past, but you can still change the present.
November 26, 2025 at 5:20 PM
If I could do everything, there would be no such thing as a “necessary sacrifice”. I can’t fix the past, but you can still change the present.
There are a few things more terrifying than one’s own heart, and there is almost nothing more terrifying than sharing it with another.
November 26, 2025 at 2:20 PM
There are a few things more terrifying than one’s own heart, and there is almost nothing more terrifying than sharing it with another.
But imagine being told one day, “Your story is not safe.” That your story might no longer exist, have never existed, may never end, because it never was.
November 26, 2025 at 11:20 AM
But imagine being told one day, “Your story is not safe.” That your story might no longer exist, have never existed, may never end, because it never was.
I say… I said; I say…
Would you like to be a hero?
Would you like to be a hero?
November 26, 2025 at 8:20 AM
I say… I said; I say…
Would you like to be a hero?
Would you like to be a hero?
I say… I said; I say…
Would you like to be a hero?
Would you like to be a hero?
November 26, 2025 at 5:20 AM
I say… I said; I say…
Would you like to be a hero?
Would you like to be a hero?
If rescuing you is a sin, I’ll gladly become a sinner.
November 26, 2025 at 2:20 AM
If rescuing you is a sin, I’ll gladly become a sinner.
Did you ever forgive me?”
“Did you want me to?”
“...No.”
“Oh… Well— That’s too bad.”
“Did you want me to?”
“...No.”
“Oh… Well— That’s too bad.”
November 25, 2025 at 11:20 PM
Did you ever forgive me?”
“Did you want me to?”
“...No.”
“Oh… Well— That’s too bad.”
“Did you want me to?”
“...No.”
“Oh… Well— That’s too bad.”
Are you still there? Are you still you?
November 25, 2025 at 8:20 PM
Are you still there? Are you still you?
Your lover drives a stake into your body. And another, and another, and another. Do I miss your heart because I can’t stand to see it go?
November 25, 2025 at 5:20 PM
Your lover drives a stake into your body. And another, and another, and another. Do I miss your heart because I can’t stand to see it go?
Cold. Everything was cold. Cold in his lungs, cold in his heart, cold in the very depths of his soul—if he still had one.
November 25, 2025 at 2:20 PM
Cold. Everything was cold. Cold in his lungs, cold in his heart, cold in the very depths of his soul—if he still had one.
If I could do everything, there would be no such thing as a “necessary sacrifice”. I can’t fix the past, but you can still change the present.
November 25, 2025 at 11:20 AM
If I could do everything, there would be no such thing as a “necessary sacrifice”. I can’t fix the past, but you can still change the present.
I… I thought this moment would keep going if I kept my silence… I was afraid… so afraid that time would flow once I opened my mouth. This is just a dream. All dreams eventually shatter.
November 25, 2025 at 8:20 AM
I… I thought this moment would keep going if I kept my silence… I was afraid… so afraid that time would flow once I opened my mouth. This is just a dream. All dreams eventually shatter.
I'm not smart enough to go to space, this is the closest to touching the night sky I could get. Give me a second chance, please.
November 25, 2025 at 5:20 AM
I'm not smart enough to go to space, this is the closest to touching the night sky I could get. Give me a second chance, please.