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The worst thing about adulthood is missing a time and place that no longer exists.
January 14, 2026 at 12:33 AM
The worst thing about adulthood is missing a time and place that no longer exists.
She has to be real. I could never dream of someone so beautiful.
January 13, 2026 at 6:21 PM
She has to be real. I could never dream of someone so beautiful.
A storm has two purposes.
To destroy what is weak and reveal what is strong.
To destroy what is weak and reveal what is strong.
December 21, 2025 at 7:01 PM
A storm has two purposes.
To destroy what is weak and reveal what is strong.
To destroy what is weak and reveal what is strong.
Why are we living for tomorrow when life is here today?
November 22, 2025 at 2:44 PM
Why are we living for tomorrow when life is here today?
Profound thoughts translated as incoherent ramblings
November 17, 2025 at 4:23 PM
Profound thoughts translated as incoherent ramblings
I'm a ghost without a graveyard
A sky without a star
An empty heart without a beat
A soul full of scars
I'm the road no one travels
The path no one sees
Exiled into my own world
A locked door with no keys
A sky without a star
An empty heart without a beat
A soul full of scars
I'm the road no one travels
The path no one sees
Exiled into my own world
A locked door with no keys
November 13, 2025 at 2:48 PM
I'm a ghost without a graveyard
A sky without a star
An empty heart without a beat
A soul full of scars
I'm the road no one travels
The path no one sees
Exiled into my own world
A locked door with no keys
A sky without a star
An empty heart without a beat
A soul full of scars
I'm the road no one travels
The path no one sees
Exiled into my own world
A locked door with no keys
Freewill isn't chaos, it's a choice.
Use it or remain enslaved.
Use it or remain enslaved.
October 28, 2025 at 5:10 PM
Freewill isn't chaos, it's a choice.
Use it or remain enslaved.
Use it or remain enslaved.
If only I could embrace you the way the moon does every night.
July 23, 2025 at 3:52 PM
If only I could embrace you the way the moon does every night.
Don't let your own darkness steal your sunshine.
July 22, 2025 at 4:15 PM
Don't let your own darkness steal your sunshine.
A lifetime of sobriety has cursed me with a photographic memory.
There are so many pictures I just want to burn.
There are so many pictures I just want to burn.
July 18, 2025 at 1:06 PM
A lifetime of sobriety has cursed me with a photographic memory.
There are so many pictures I just want to burn.
There are so many pictures I just want to burn.
The broken gives themselves away one piece at a time.
July 12, 2025 at 4:49 PM
The broken gives themselves away one piece at a time.
Because she makes me smile for absolutely no reason.
July 11, 2025 at 2:34 PM
Because she makes me smile for absolutely no reason.
My angel dances with the devil and always takes the lead.
July 6, 2025 at 12:34 AM
My angel dances with the devil and always takes the lead.
If I'm not overthinking, then I'm not thinking at all.
July 4, 2025 at 1:26 PM
If I'm not overthinking, then I'm not thinking at all.
So beautifully broken. Her heart is a mosaic masterpiece.
June 28, 2025 at 9:07 PM
So beautifully broken. Her heart is a mosaic masterpiece.
I don't think we were ever strangers, and l hope we never are.
June 25, 2025 at 12:00 AM
I don't think we were ever strangers, and l hope we never are.
The heart belongs to gravity.
Always falling until it crashes and burns.
Always falling until it crashes and burns.
June 14, 2025 at 8:36 PM
The heart belongs to gravity.
Always falling until it crashes and burns.
Always falling until it crashes and burns.
My mind is full of fragmented dreams and pieces of poetry.
June 14, 2025 at 5:13 PM
My mind is full of fragmented dreams and pieces of poetry.
Life is a slow bleed. We die a little more every day and not even notice.
June 10, 2025 at 11:08 PM
Life is a slow bleed. We die a little more every day and not even notice.
Take her heart, take her soul, but never take her smile.
June 5, 2025 at 11:37 AM
Take her heart, take her soul, but never take her smile.
We've learned to suffer in secrecy. Turning screams into silence, like a tragic art form.
June 2, 2025 at 11:56 PM
We've learned to suffer in secrecy. Turning screams into silence, like a tragic art form.
I've tried forgiveness.
I've tried vindictiveness.
It feels the same to me.
I've tried vindictiveness.
It feels the same to me.
May 20, 2025 at 1:10 AM
I've tried forgiveness.
I've tried vindictiveness.
It feels the same to me.
I've tried vindictiveness.
It feels the same to me.
She's the only star in my sky.
May 18, 2025 at 8:58 PM
She's the only star in my sky.
No matter where my mind wanders to, it always finds its way to you.
May 17, 2025 at 12:43 PM
No matter where my mind wanders to, it always finds its way to you.
"So, understand
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years.
Face up, make your stand
Realize you're living in the golden years."
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years.
Face up, make your stand
Realize you're living in the golden years."
May 15, 2025 at 2:08 AM
"So, understand
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years.
Face up, make your stand
Realize you're living in the golden years."
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years.
Face up, make your stand
Realize you're living in the golden years."