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🚨 SHOCKING CONFESSION: When Your Own Family Wants to Rewrite Your Story My family wants to send me to rehab — but not for the reason you might think. They say I should lie and claim I'm using drugs just so I can be admitted. Imagine being asked to confess to something that isn’t your truth. It... read more

Honor Your Season

Not every season is meant to bring visible milestones. Some are quieter, asking us to slow down, learn, heal, and grow roots beneath the surface. It can feel like standing still, but often the most important changes happen where no one else can see them. To honor this season is to trust that... read more

If I Could. A song.

Under the stardust and gray stones, if i could, I would walk through the fire and flames as everything came crashing down. Over my eyes, I reach up for the spark of something impossible, it's unbelievable, if you ran away with my heart, well, girl, there's nothing I wouldn't do to keep the smile... read more

Where Love Lies in Hel

In the long winter between heartbeats I walked the silent road to Hel, Where frost gathers on forgotten names And ravens speak in half-truths. I buried a fire beneath the roots of Yggdrasil, Telling the old tree It was only a passing wound. Sap still runs, the Norns still weave, So surely time... read more

The Rule of the "Gilded Shadow"

The superstition goes that if a streetlight flickers or hums just as you pass directly beneath it, you shouldn't look at your shadow until you reach the next pool of light. The Glitch: A flickering light is seen as a "thin spot" in reality. If you look at your shadow while the light is unstable,... read more

Micro Story

I decided to do a micro story for my nightly writing. It's about the place I went to today to view a room for rent Titled Home The snow crunches beneath my feet. The cool air feels nice on my face. I stop and stare at the steps leading up to the front door of the new place I will call home.... read more