Category: Static
Where my brain forgets how to form full thoughts and engages in static. The mental equivalent of trying to find a radio signal in a tunnel. Echoes included.
I am slow, explain to me what we are rushing toward
My creative side has always been the one thing that tethered me to life. Ever since I was a child, it’s been the part of me that made everything else feel bearable—something soft and warm in a world that felt cold and sterile. And yet, all throughout school, it was the first thing to get… I wanna read more
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