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New poem but this one is a little bit freaky XD

“Nicotine Psalms for Older Men” "They look at him like he is dangerous. And maybe he is. Maybe it’s the silver threaded through dark hair, like midnight slowly surrendering to winter. Maybe it’s the exhaustion in his eyes, or the way older men wear loneliness like expensive cologne and cigarette... read more

The Quiet Foundations of Connection

There exists within me a truth that I carry quietly, like a stone worn smooth by years of keeping it close: I am, at my core, a human being who feels deeply and connects fiercely. These are not merely words I throw into the world hoping they land somewhere meaningful—they represent the very... read more

Finally, it happened.

Here I am, posting after a VERY long time. Everything has been messed up for me through out the past three months. but there was something, one small source of light, in all that darkness. Someone, to be exact. Someone I was giving up on finding. Someone I was convinced was just a... read more

A great for me to rember to be kind to myself

Because you are worth it!! Self-love doesn't start the day everything feels perfect. It starts the day you decide to be gentle with yourself on your rest days, too. Because being a little bit kinder to yourself… Is sometimes the most powerful medicine there is. Don't be harsher. Don't keep... read more

New poem a fresh one but this time I think I cooked in it? a mix of the song "Pretty please" by Dutch Melrose and Benny mayne, "Ride" by Lana del rey and my last poem "The Man Living Between My Thoughts" XP

“Cigarettes, Silver Hair & You!” "I think I’m becoming the kind of girl people write warnings about. The obsessive kind. The kind who checks her phone at 2AM with sleepy eyes and a racing heart, hoping the notification belongs to one person only. You. Always you. And God, how humiliating love... read more

“When Both Sides Hurt”

I can see both sides of a coin. I know heads always wins, and I’ve accepted defeat, but I also can’t deny that tails is true too. For a coin to exist, both sides are important, but it’s getting harder for me to keep holding it in my bare hands. With each passing moment, it grows heavier, and I... read more