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Jade A.
@jade-refined.bsky.social
Whenever my thoughts have nowhere else to go, they go here.

I will be very selective on who I interact with on this account.
Please do not connect this account to my main identity.
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This is where thoughts I deem too personal and / or private go whenever I have no one to directly talk to.

Expect serious topics and venting here since I am not doing that on either of my other accounts. It’s not a good look.
I realized something recently.

Whenever I sing in a call either because I'm bored or I'm singing along to a show, I always start crying if anyone starts to sing with me.

I feel like this has been the biggest way to tell me that I'm not alone whenever I think otherwise.
December 20, 2025 at 2:22 AM
Things like Whamageddon and The Game aren’t that fucking deep; loosen up and live life, man
December 9, 2025 at 4:05 PM
I hope that I never hit a hard-stop with what I’m doing.

I’m scared of running out of ideas.
November 23, 2025 at 7:46 PM
Man, I really am just bad at video games huh lol

Every time I try and play or think about something mainstream, I’m always either bad or not interested

It makes me feel a sense of FOMO without having a way to cure it that doesn’t feel like I’m forcing it
November 7, 2025 at 6:46 PM
I’ve always imagined that people with confidence are hostile to people who think they’re below them.

I’m sure this isn’t a healthy mindset, but I haven’t been able to be convinced otherwise yet…
October 27, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Am I pushing everyone away because of my personal projects…?
October 10, 2025 at 7:54 PM
Sometimes I wonder if the life I’m chasing is what I’ll really want at the end of it all.
October 9, 2025 at 8:04 PM
It sometimes feels like being able to subconsciously gain strong emotional attachments to anything makes me feel weak and simple-minded.

I said I’d try an FC a specific song in a game for a bonus, but in reality, I just wanted to hear it again and again, and I think it just damaged me more.
October 8, 2025 at 4:49 PM
I’m always open to talk to any of my friends who are in need of support and care, but if all they’re going to do is be a downer about it and not tell me what’s going on in the first place, I see no way to give input nor help.

It’s even worse because I then feel like it’s my fault.
September 30, 2025 at 1:34 PM
Even if I did do my best to truly not care, there would always be this part of me that clings onto the idea that someone won’t like it because of these specific things.

Man, it’s kinda hard being a dariacore producer, huh? (3/3)
September 26, 2025 at 1:18 PM
If your definition of dariacore is not giving a fuck about anything, I can’t do that. I will always care about *something* to do with my audience. I honestly don’t like blowing out people’s eardrums or speaking opinions that are both not mine and would go against basic human decency. (2/3)
September 26, 2025 at 1:18 PM
Someone brought up how my third album’s dariacore aesthetic was dampened as the album went into the encore

while I get that, it doesn’t really feel nice in my head that my most favorite part of my own album is someone’s least favorite

Truly, I can never make something that is 100% dariacore (1/3)
September 26, 2025 at 1:18 PM
There’s a song out there that’s never failed to bring me to tears.

lexycat ー 花火
August 19, 2025 at 12:05 AM
I hate my mom so fucking much.
August 16, 2025 at 2:25 PM
This is pissing me off more and more

I hate it when people try to explain something to me and assume that I know everyone, every idea, and every game in the scenario
August 13, 2025 at 8:34 PM
I know I produce dariacore or hyperflip or whatever but do people related to the genres or aesthetics really have to be incomprehensible ALL the time?
Any time I look at the social medias or, hell, even messages of some of these people, I could never imagine having a coherent conversation with them.
August 6, 2025 at 3:33 AM
Now and then, I’ll have these “moments of death.”

I think about the concept of death, and I’ll feel myself fast-forward my life to the point when I die. Afterwards, there’s nothing for a fraction of a second.

Every time I snap out of this, my heart rate spikes.

Death is a scary thing…
July 25, 2025 at 10:37 PM
My fursuit has a similar problem. Cleaning it is a difficult task to do, and with somewhat shaky hands and having no pro help to clean it, I’m wondering after attempting to clean it if I did it right.

Hopefully it wasn’t a waste of time and i actually did something.
(2/2)
July 25, 2025 at 10:36 PM
Ever since getting new clothes, it’s been getting harder and harder to take care of them.
There’s a whole process that goes into cleaning these clothes. After doing it all for a small while, the clothes ripped.

It’s a small rip, but it makes me scared when it comes to my other belongings.
(1/2)
July 25, 2025 at 10:36 PM
My problems I’ve expressed in Lost. Chapter 2 are returning.

One of them is my lack of an ego.

I feel like I’m at a point in life where it’s hard to take pride in my work again.

Maybe it’s the massive burnout that’s gonna follow after Art Fight.

Whatever it is, I don’t like it.
July 25, 2025 at 10:33 PM
Ever since my mother left temporarily to go to the Philippines, I noticed that I’ve become a lot more susceptible to
feeling lonely.
I never knew it’d be a problem, but it sucks feeling this way knowing damn well that asking to hang out with someone makes me feel horrible. i wish that didn’t happen.
July 25, 2025 at 10:32 PM
This is where thoughts I deem too personal and / or private go whenever I have no one to directly talk to.

Expect serious topics and venting here since I am not doing that on either of my other accounts. It’s not a good look.
July 25, 2025 at 10:30 PM