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Luxurious sorrows
Me and my army of porn bots!
December 9, 2025 at 5:52 AM
Me and my army of porn bots!
Toxic masculinity sucks, like I feel like I have guards up at all times. I can’t be unserious. And I recognize this and even still I’m trapped. I don’t want to be so self serious but it’s terrifying and painful to let myself relax. I feel unwell…
November 20, 2025 at 12:49 AM
Toxic masculinity sucks, like I feel like I have guards up at all times. I can’t be unserious. And I recognize this and even still I’m trapped. I don’t want to be so self serious but it’s terrifying and painful to let myself relax. I feel unwell…
Forgot the intoxicating nature of posting through it.
November 11, 2025 at 7:06 AM
Forgot the intoxicating nature of posting through it.
You ever just meet somebody super cool and like kinda just get depressed? Me neither…
November 11, 2025 at 7:04 AM
You ever just meet somebody super cool and like kinda just get depressed? Me neither…
I have a part of me that I don’t know if I’ll ever get back. I haven’t been able to trust like I trusted you. I haven’t connected like I did with you. I haven’t felt as lost as I did when I lost touch with you. Only a dull substitute.
August 13, 2025 at 6:16 AM
I have a part of me that I don’t know if I’ll ever get back. I haven’t been able to trust like I trusted you. I haven’t connected like I did with you. I haven’t felt as lost as I did when I lost touch with you. Only a dull substitute.
I’m slowly coming back around to the idea of spending very little time on the internet. I feel my brain is cooked, I struggle to string together a coherent thought and my ability to listen to others is strained. I think in part that’s my due to my over-indulgence of slop media consumption but…
August 12, 2025 at 7:12 AM
I’m slowly coming back around to the idea of spending very little time on the internet. I feel my brain is cooked, I struggle to string together a coherent thought and my ability to listen to others is strained. I think in part that’s my due to my over-indulgence of slop media consumption but…
my heart it races
slowing down to hear my thoughts
warmth of strange landscapes
slowing down to hear my thoughts
warmth of strange landscapes
August 8, 2025 at 6:34 PM
my heart it races
slowing down to hear my thoughts
warmth of strange landscapes
slowing down to hear my thoughts
warmth of strange landscapes
love is dying
dying and dying again
love is dying
so afraid to fall one cannot stand
love is dying
I beg just one to comprehend
love is dying
lust is merely a sin
love is dying
dying and dying again
love is dying
so afraid to fall one cannot stand
love is dying
I beg just one to comprehend
love is dying
lust is merely a sin
love is dying
August 8, 2025 at 6:20 PM
love is dying
dying and dying again
love is dying
so afraid to fall one cannot stand
love is dying
I beg just one to comprehend
love is dying
lust is merely a sin
love is dying
dying and dying again
love is dying
so afraid to fall one cannot stand
love is dying
I beg just one to comprehend
love is dying
lust is merely a sin
love is dying
bites taken heart and mind
all that is left thrown aside
my love laid to rest
all that is left thrown aside
my love laid to rest
August 8, 2025 at 6:11 PM
bites taken heart and mind
all that is left thrown aside
my love laid to rest
all that is left thrown aside
my love laid to rest
Mourning the loss of past selves and despising the person I’ve become. You ever feel trapped outside yourself just watching someone keep making the wrong choices but feeling powerless or ill equipped to make the change… me neither, haha :(
July 15, 2025 at 7:45 AM
Mourning the loss of past selves and despising the person I’ve become. You ever feel trapped outside yourself just watching someone keep making the wrong choices but feeling powerless or ill equipped to make the change… me neither, haha :(
I’m at a loss for words. I want to scream about this pain I have inside but my capacity to do so it falters. I feel I am a burden on those around me and it makes me want to recede even further but I know where that road leads but I feel can’t do what must be done. I don’t know where to go.
June 30, 2025 at 5:58 AM
I’m at a loss for words. I want to scream about this pain I have inside but my capacity to do so it falters. I feel I am a burden on those around me and it makes me want to recede even further but I know where that road leads but I feel can’t do what must be done. I don’t know where to go.
I tend to write these with someone in mind (including this one). I think it a coping mechanism for… well a few things really, but mainly a crippling loneliness that haunts me. I look back with dismay, I think I’m bad at this whole existing thing.
May 26, 2025 at 8:04 PM
I tend to write these with someone in mind (including this one). I think it a coping mechanism for… well a few things really, but mainly a crippling loneliness that haunts me. I look back with dismay, I think I’m bad at this whole existing thing.
It’s called a motif sweaty.
April 3, 2025 at 7:06 PM
It’s called a motif sweaty.
Luxurious sorrows
March 25, 2025 at 10:10 PM
Luxurious sorrows
My dreams draw me close
My eyes they refuse to close
One dose breathing slows
My eyes they refuse to close
One dose breathing slows
March 25, 2025 at 9:07 AM
My dreams draw me close
My eyes they refuse to close
One dose breathing slows
My eyes they refuse to close
One dose breathing slows
Frozen happily
Love for what will never be
A hollowed heart cries
Love for what will never be
A hollowed heart cries
March 25, 2025 at 8:43 AM
Frozen happily
Love for what will never be
A hollowed heart cries
Love for what will never be
A hollowed heart cries
Dreams are meant to be forgotten I suppose.
March 25, 2025 at 7:30 AM
Dreams are meant to be forgotten I suppose.
I’m not happy with where I’m at. I’m not happy with those whose time I have access. I’m terrified I won’t feel what I had with you.
March 25, 2025 at 7:00 AM
I’m not happy with where I’m at. I’m not happy with those whose time I have access. I’m terrified I won’t feel what I had with you.
I miss those days. Nowhere to go with plenty time to get there. A best friend I could share anything and everything with. A lie and a dream, I crumbled to my knees.
March 25, 2025 at 6:59 AM
I miss those days. Nowhere to go with plenty time to get there. A best friend I could share anything and everything with. A lie and a dream, I crumbled to my knees.
Those who are the least likely are the ones I want the most. One: across the country and in her own world 2: a woman who wants nothing of what I have to offer 3: a few hour drive and no drive to close the gap.
March 25, 2025 at 6:57 AM
Those who are the least likely are the ones I want the most. One: across the country and in her own world 2: a woman who wants nothing of what I have to offer 3: a few hour drive and no drive to close the gap.
A hug would be nice
March 7, 2025 at 4:50 AM
A hug would be nice
My heart through the shredder once more, fuck it why not. I… feel like eventually I gotta break the streak. I’m not sure what I’m doing wrong but fuck me it hurts.
March 7, 2025 at 4:48 AM
My heart through the shredder once more, fuck it why not. I… feel like eventually I gotta break the streak. I’m not sure what I’m doing wrong but fuck me it hurts.
I guess I deserved that.
March 7, 2025 at 4:45 AM
I guess I deserved that.
Why are people so …. Ehhhhh!! Is it me?!? Just feels so fluid I don’t feel I have a secure footing to speak of. Is this how it always was? Is this due to social media? Is it me? Hmm :(
March 7, 2025 at 12:07 AM
Why are people so …. Ehhhhh!! Is it me?!? Just feels so fluid I don’t feel I have a secure footing to speak of. Is this how it always was? Is this due to social media? Is it me? Hmm :(