The words aren’t even there. The emotions don’t exist. You both fall silent, swallowed by the weight of everything left unsaid. The only sound is the stubborn rhythm of your own heart pounding against the silence as if trying to remind you that you are still here, that this moment is real even as it slips away like a dream dissolving at daybreak.
You are there. You are sinking the way people sink in water slow and inevitable. The weight of it presses in, slipping into your ears drowning out the world. You are deaf to everything except the constant beat of your own heart stupid refusing to let you forget that you are still alive.
Your fingers twitch at your sides, aching to reach out to grab onto something, anything.
But the air between you is suffocating so still and fragile that if you move it feels as though it might shatter into tiny irreparable pieces.The silence is endless filled with nothing but absence. It presses against you, curling around your throat seeping into your lungs. You want to run to break free before the weight of it destroys you completely but your legs feel welded to the floor, as if moving would mean surrendering some essential part of yourself.So you stand there. Even though sometimes it feels as if you already. Moved trust me your feet are still welded in place.
And sadly you are still there.





Realization 7

I miss the vulnerable me.

Went ahead and did it. This is my first, sort of unofficial, Substack article

There are two halves to this movie. The build-up and the pay-off. The build-up is centered around establishing the world and the characters enduring it, while the pay-off presents a fictional chaos which challenges this way of life. Therefore, the question becomes not of the ability to survival but the choice to do so.

[Sinners: A Spoiler-free Review]

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Just discovered this.
It will be abused

I reply fast because THAT WHAT YOU DO. I’m on my phone most of the time so why should I ignore it just to protect someone’s ego? I can’t stand people who take forever to text back it’s not cool and it’s not me being clingy or annoying. I just get bored easily and feel the need to respond when I can.

If it ever seems like I’m ignoring your messages, it’s probably because I didn’t see them, read them at the wrong time, or didn’t have anything to say right away.

So please don’t let your ego convince you that fast replies mean someone’s obsessed with you. Some of us (like me) simply respect your time and our own.

Please let's go on a walk together.

Yayyy
The perks of living in the same neighborhood.

Leave the eggs, kill me instead.
Aghhh

I want to do this so bad. But I only have a few days left.
I like how she expresses things and was saying it but forgot about it.

So lets do it with a few days left.

Few*

I don't like making a big deal out of it but if you are a close friend of mine, I love people’s birthdays so much so so much.

#1

When I first showed my grandma my white coat.
She was so proud.
That moment felt beautiful.

Me and typos. Aghh

Why is it hard to remember good things?

Accepting the good things in your life without choking up a little is a big part of healing.
it's the greatest thing you can do for yourself.