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Standing before a face painted on a wall, yet somehow feeling a thousand emotions within. Some beauties are meant to be admired from a distance, some stories are meant to be imagined, and some feelings are too beautiful to put into words.
As an artist, I’ve always been fascinated by how two entirely different minds can perfectly align. This painting captures that precise moment where two distinct inner worlds mirror one another. Every line represents a thought, a memory, or an emotion that makes up who we are. When we face someone… read more
Perhaps one of the fundamental mistakes we make when falling in love is projecting our idealised desires onto someone based on what we see on the surface, while overlooking the complexity of who they truly are. We often fall in love with the version of a person we experience, the way they make us… read more
There is a profound depth in simply watching without intervening. This piece explores the weight of observation and intuition. The cool blues and burning oranges represent the duality of thought—calm logic paired with fiery passion. It’s that internal state where you see everything, understand the… read more
Sometimes I feel like if I could just vanish for a little while, maybe I would feel better. Simply disappear from this familiar world. From all the noise around me. From people’s expectations, their questions, their explanations and the constant need to make myself understood. I want to go… read more
You know, you are beyond beautiful. Priceless, irreplaceable, and all I seek to encourage is your divine feminine regardless of enticements or ponderance. Love is free, it's easy, maybe a greater challenge of the spirit is to look into a woman's eyes and speak to her heart and hear the unspoken… read more
Falling Down
I'm trying to come up with self indulgent sequel fanfiction for Hell Is Us a game only 2 others have played and has zero fandom but my god do I love it. To most this will be random ramblings because it's all in game context but I need to put my thoughts out into the void somehow! I had a sudden… read more
Sometimes, I laugh and joke with everyone, but deep inside, I wish someone would notice the things I never say.
Unfiltered. Unspoken. Unapologetic.
Words of gratitude are like a divine arrow, released from the hand of God, finding its mark in the depths of the soul. It pierces not to harm, but to awaken—to open hidden chambers where silent prayers, secret tears, and unspoken longings have been kept before Him alone. In that holy unveiling, the… read more
Noxaria Lamas never imagined that books could hide pathways to unknown worlds. Everything changes when he discovers a mysterious library known as La Soglia, a place where stories seem to hold secrets far beyond the written word. Through the pages of forgotten books, Lamas ventures into… read more
What is one hard truth about life in your 20s or 30s that nobody warned you about?
As demi-sexual, recently divorced, and a single parent I can't help but wonder if I every be able to date again. Dating is way different then it was 15 years ago. People know don't say what they want and I'm not about to try to figure out your hidden messages or follow some unspoken dating rules.… read more
Eeyore lowered his head and murmured, “I'm not much good today, Pooh.” Pooh shuffled a little closer, his voice soft and warm. “That’s all right, Eeyore. Some days aren’t meant for being much good. Some days are simply meant for… being.” Eeyore let out a small, weary sigh. “Everything feels a bit… read more
Am I strange for the way I want to live? Is that why my way of thinking and feeling seems so out of step for most people? So much of my life was defined by pain, isolation and deeply controlling emotional abuse. I know how deep the hurt can run. I know how deep the pain can penetrate, until it… read more
Do not talk. Do not trust. Do not feel. A dysfunctional family's unspoken rules... (edited)
The sun sets quietly, carrying unspoken stories with it..
Scared by passing glances, yet cradled by a quiet, sacred love, I wandered with a storm tucked beneath my ribs— unspoken thunder trembling against my heart, dark lightning brushing my eyes as I moved toward the uncertain world. Faces flickered around me, some soft with admiration, some cold with… read more
They never said sorry — not once, not ever. Some wounds were carved on purpose, some by careless endeavor. A single word could’ve healed the ache, But silence — silence was all they’d make. They acted like nothing was broken, no sin, no scar, no wrong unspoken. And we, the soft ones, started to… read more
When I first saw him, I won’t say I felt butterflies. I felt my brain dizzy, or that I couldn’t stop thinking. Rather than saying it like that, I don’t even realize that he is the one for me. I saw him once, then twice, and then I visited his world in this world. It was beautiful— unlike… read more
I'm not sure I agree with this. I feel like I teach my son these things all the time, and I know an adult taught the applicable ones to me as a kid. Then again, there are a lot of adults that don't seem to understand some of these. Or just don't care. Has someone ever taught you any of this? Do… read more
I am neither object nor possession, neither conquest nor fragile thing to be claimed. I am the force that moves through flesh like fire through the night—a body forged in autonomy, a mind shaped by defiance, a soul that craves not to be owned but understood, met in equal measure. Desire, in its… read more
I often think that everything and everyone around us operates based on some kind of unspoken contract. If someone isn't seen as a good person, society won't respect them. If they're not a good child, parents might not treat them well. If they're not financially stable, finding a partner becomes… read more
The sun sets quietly, carrying unspoken stories with it..
Just finished reading Albert Camus’ The Stranger, and it’s safe to say I’ll be thinking about this one for a long time. It’s a hauntingly quiet but incredibly powerful look at life, detachment, and what happens when you refuse to play by society's unspoken rules. Camus manages to say so much with… read more
I’m starting to think, pancakes are my unspoken (even to myself, a favorite food)
As girls, we search for someone who understands us without needing too many words. And often, we express our feelings in the opposite way of what we truly feel — not because we like making things complicated, but because we are afraid of being misunderstood or appearing more vulnerable than we want… (edited) read more
How can you say you truly love someone when your heart no longer feels their pain? When they fall silent, and you don’t even notice. When their eyes speak exhaustion, and you pretend not to see. When they’re asking for reassurance not through words, but through the way they hold you tighter and… read more
The sky melted into shades of fire and honey, while the birds carried the last light home as if the evening itself was learning how to let go.
I see the world a layer deeper. Usually somewhere between a book and an idea I can't let go of. I'm the person who asks "but 'why' does that matter to you?" not to be difficult, but because I genuinely want to know what's underneath. Small talk is fine, but I light up when a conversation goes… read more
Why is it the stars I notice Already belong to another sky? Why do the songs that move my heart End before I can ask them why? They arrive like unexpected sunsets, Warm, beautiful, and out of reach, Teaching lessons without trying, Speaking words they never speak. Maybe it’s the mystery around… read more
An empty road, a quiet heart and a thousand unspoken dreams walking beside me
Kindness is a double-edged virtue. On one side, it is the purest expression of love — the ability to wish the best for those who have wounded us, to extend grace even when our hearts are bleeding. It is love in its highest, most selfless form: an act of strength disguised as gentleness. Yet on the… read more
Consider this a gentle, yet very firm, reminder: Your jurisdiction ends at the comment section. 🛑📱 We know you mean well (or perhaps you don't 🤷♂️), but trying to manage the decibel level of a stranger's living room from your smartphone is, frankly, super dumb. 🤡💀 Before you hit "reply" to… read more
