Nameless 🌑
1name-less1.bsky.social
Nameless 🌑
@1name-less1.bsky.social
Vent Refugee

Anonymous Ramblings From an Anon Fella
Why does moving on have to be so soul-crushing? She didn't want me then, she won't want me now. Whoever is listening, please grant me the strength to move on.
December 8, 2025 at 5:44 PM
I wonder how she's doing these days.
December 3, 2025 at 12:46 AM
I'll never fucking forgive myself for losing you. It's one of the greatest loses of my life.

I'll still always be just a text away.
November 28, 2025 at 4:21 AM
You are the most perfect creature on this planet.
November 24, 2025 at 1:57 AM
Fuck, I miss her...
November 10, 2025 at 2:18 AM
I do not think I deserve to live.
November 4, 2025 at 3:39 AM
A photo of them came up on my memories. They seemed happy in that photo, but I hope they're happier now. They deserve so much happiness.
November 4, 2025 at 2:36 AM
I wonder if she thinks about me as much as I think about her.
November 3, 2025 at 4:20 PM
It is almost Halloween. One of your favourite holidays. I hope you find ways to celebrate it.

I hope the moonlight kisses you in ways I can only imagine doing. Drink in the evening air. Wear your most comfortable jumper and take in the cool, brisk Halloween night when it arrives.
September 15, 2025 at 12:59 AM
Every day I pray to whatever god or goddess will listen. I pray that some day you'll forgive me for the atrocities I've committed. You did not deserve what I put you through.
September 15, 2025 at 12:57 AM
This universe displeases me. I'm ready to see what lies in another timeline.
September 13, 2025 at 2:27 PM
I apologise for posting so much in so little time. I am deeply haunted by having been loved by them and the absence and loneliness that has replaced that feeling of being loved. I have no where else to put these thoughts.
September 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
All I'm saying is... When death finally does come for me, when they are finally ready to see me on to what is after life, they will be shocked to see a person who's already dead. A person who has died so many times over. A person who has died long ago.
September 10, 2025 at 2:26 AM
I quite literally have nobody right now. No where to go, no one to talk to. But, my mind is so clouded. So full of those who have graced my very being.

You will always be pieces of them stitched together, welded together. You will always be a museum of those you've loved in passing.
September 10, 2025 at 2:13 AM
I wonder how many people realise they'll almost always be in some bodies thoughts, whether they're in a person's life or not. That they'll always just be... A text away.

So many people have spaces in their heads for people who are no longer there.

It's quite painful, I find.
September 10, 2025 at 2:11 AM
Anyway. They miss you. I miss you. We all miss you.
September 10, 2025 at 2:03 AM
I am alive, even though I do not want to be. Life is disgusting. It is tiring. I am thoroughly drained of all life and emotion. I am simply just here, not because I want to be, but because death, as well as everyone else, does not want me.
September 10, 2025 at 2:01 AM
I miss her so much these days.
February 24, 2025 at 10:33 PM
I loved her so much. Pains me to think she never loved me back.
February 22, 2025 at 8:08 PM
I cannot wait for this planet to explode. I am exhausted.
February 18, 2025 at 2:38 AM
If you see this, I hope you have a good day with him.
February 14, 2025 at 5:39 PM
Another year goes by where I'm utterly and totally alone. Watching my friends have a great day, recieving gifts, going to dinner. Always alone.
February 14, 2025 at 2:21 AM
At the end of the day, I'm always the last chosen. I'm always the last on everyone's list. Everyone always chooses somebody else. It's the one constant in the life; being last.
January 31, 2025 at 12:54 PM
I wish it would've been you.
January 25, 2025 at 4:49 PM
At the end of the day, it's you and it's always been you. I hope you're happy, luv.
January 12, 2025 at 5:14 PM