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I cried, then we danced
We were at my boyfriend’s mother’s birthday party. It was the kind of gathering where the table is full, laughter spills over, and you try to keep your…
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One Day They’ll Realize I’m Not Real
Written during another evening spent trying to sound like a person who knows who she is. Have You Seen Me? 𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒 There are days when existing feels like…
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Why Did I Stop Listening to Music?
Written in the silence I once filled with songs. ⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆ As a kid, music was everything to me. It was how I escaped. Singing helped me regulate…
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Still Mine
Written while looping “Mine” by Alice Glass and wondering if pain can ever really become mine again, after someone else claimed it first. ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟᶻ 𝗓…
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Did You Hear That? I Didn’t
Written while holding both my phones upside down like that would change something. ✦ . ⁺ . ✦ . ⁺ . ✦ . ⁺ .…
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I’m getting better, and it feels more and more meaningless
Written with one eye on the clock and the other on the nearest coping mechanism. ⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆ I’m so bored it feels like my insides are turning outwards.…
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You can call me Celestica. This space is where I leave behind the things I don’t know how to carry. Pieces of writing, photographs, poems, and states of mind that never fully left. Welcome.
