Liv Ramirez
@livramirez.bsky.social
A writer, always dreaming. I chase meaning in everything-new ways of thinking, and friends who help me see the world from corners I’ve never known.
I stared into the cold night sky,
where I traced your face.
Tranced by eyes glowing…
soft, warm hearts,
beating against a thousand stars
ready to die.
where I traced your face.
Tranced by eyes glowing…
soft, warm hearts,
beating against a thousand stars
ready to die.
April 14, 2025 at 7:24 PM
I stared into the cold night sky,
where I traced your face.
Tranced by eyes glowing…
soft, warm hearts,
beating against a thousand stars
ready to die.
where I traced your face.
Tranced by eyes glowing…
soft, warm hearts,
beating against a thousand stars
ready to die.
The best advice ever given to me was: don't give unsolicited advice. (I’m still learning)
April 11, 2025 at 6:01 PM
The best advice ever given to me was: don't give unsolicited advice. (I’m still learning)
In the sounds..in vibrations.
From the change in wind,
to the tiny insects crawling,
to every ghost calling home—
she finds new meanings.
Lives and souls
that deserve to be told.
April 9, 2025 at 7:30 PM
In the sounds..in vibrations.
From the change in wind,
to the tiny insects crawling,
to every ghost calling home—
she finds new meanings.
Lives and souls
that deserve to be told.
Long ago, a melody was sang by ancestors.
A dance… spirit gestures.
It was more than a cry, it was a warning—
learn from their mistakes or forever be trapped in mourning.
A dance… spirit gestures.
It was more than a cry, it was a warning—
learn from their mistakes or forever be trapped in mourning.
March 31, 2025 at 7:45 PM
Long ago, a melody was sang by ancestors.
A dance… spirit gestures.
It was more than a cry, it was a warning—
learn from their mistakes or forever be trapped in mourning.
A dance… spirit gestures.
It was more than a cry, it was a warning—
learn from their mistakes or forever be trapped in mourning.
A door to safety.
Hidden.
Tucked away.
Deep breaths.
Silent screams.
Tears that burn.
Her lungs beg for constant movement—
But her mind...
At peace with an end.
Hidden.
Tucked away.
Deep breaths.
Silent screams.
Tears that burn.
Her lungs beg for constant movement—
But her mind...
At peace with an end.
March 26, 2025 at 2:53 PM
A door to safety.
Hidden.
Tucked away.
Deep breaths.
Silent screams.
Tears that burn.
Her lungs beg for constant movement—
But her mind...
At peace with an end.
Hidden.
Tucked away.
Deep breaths.
Silent screams.
Tears that burn.
Her lungs beg for constant movement—
But her mind...
At peace with an end.
I believe we all have a choice, but I also know how often that choice can feel like it was never ours to make.
This quote was made for the days you feel defeated and hopeless.
This quote was made for the days you feel defeated and hopeless.
March 12, 2025 at 5:47 PM
I believe we all have a choice, but I also know how often that choice can feel like it was never ours to make.
This quote was made for the days you feel defeated and hopeless.
This quote was made for the days you feel defeated and hopeless.
I misread my own map and lost myself in my own life
March 7, 2025 at 6:10 PM
I misread my own map and lost myself in my own life
Why do anti-AI people only ever care about how it was originally created? It’s always the same line—“stolen”—but what about what keeps the machine fed? What is freely given when you don’t read the terms and conditions
March 6, 2025 at 8:26 PM
Why do anti-AI people only ever care about how it was originally created? It’s always the same line—“stolen”—but what about what keeps the machine fed? What is freely given when you don’t read the terms and conditions
I wanted my world to be only us. Two lovers, but no hands have ever hurt me more than yours.
March 6, 2025 at 4:20 PM
I wanted my world to be only us. Two lovers, but no hands have ever hurt me more than yours.
I know the weight of their chains. I will not bow
February 28, 2025 at 6:44 PM
I know the weight of their chains. I will not bow
Stop waiting for perfection. You are human-always evolving, and always growing-making perfection impossible
February 27, 2025 at 9:57 PM
Stop waiting for perfection. You are human-always evolving, and always growing-making perfection impossible
Remember when spilling your mind felt effortless?
When words fell free from your lips, unchained by hesitation?
When words fell free from your lips, unchained by hesitation?
February 26, 2025 at 9:23 PM
Remember when spilling your mind felt effortless?
When words fell free from your lips, unchained by hesitation?
When words fell free from your lips, unchained by hesitation?
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I hacked your heart,
Now I have root #ValentinesDay #cybersecurity #Humor
Violets are blue,
I hacked your heart,
Now I have root #ValentinesDay #cybersecurity #Humor
February 14, 2025 at 4:08 PM
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I hacked your heart,
Now I have root #ValentinesDay #cybersecurity #Humor
Violets are blue,
I hacked your heart,
Now I have root #ValentinesDay #cybersecurity #Humor
Today choose you🖤
February 12, 2025 at 3:12 PM
Today choose you🖤
Are you a zero-day exploit?
Because you just took over my heart…
and I never saw it coming.🖤
#Cybersecurity #ValentinesDay #Humor
Because you just took over my heart…
and I never saw it coming.🖤
#Cybersecurity #ValentinesDay #Humor
February 7, 2025 at 5:07 PM
Are you a zero-day exploit?
Because you just took over my heart…
and I never saw it coming.🖤
#Cybersecurity #ValentinesDay #Humor
Because you just took over my heart…
and I never saw it coming.🖤
#Cybersecurity #ValentinesDay #Humor
The morning before had been a beautiful scene —
let’s go back to that.
Painted skies, oceans, and doves soaring above.
Fingers intertwined,
bodies held as one.
A love before it was broken.
A happily ever after- still possible.
let’s go back to that.
Painted skies, oceans, and doves soaring above.
Fingers intertwined,
bodies held as one.
A love before it was broken.
A happily ever after- still possible.
February 5, 2025 at 1:22 PM
The morning before had been a beautiful scene —
let’s go back to that.
Painted skies, oceans, and doves soaring above.
Fingers intertwined,
bodies held as one.
A love before it was broken.
A happily ever after- still possible.
let’s go back to that.
Painted skies, oceans, and doves soaring above.
Fingers intertwined,
bodies held as one.
A love before it was broken.
A happily ever after- still possible.
There is a larger dream,
glimpsed at birth,
whispered and forgotten.
The steps to lead them out
are swallowed by moss,
covered in stones
too large to let their light pass.
glimpsed at birth,
whispered and forgotten.
The steps to lead them out
are swallowed by moss,
covered in stones
too large to let their light pass.
February 3, 2025 at 2:03 PM
There is a larger dream,
glimpsed at birth,
whispered and forgotten.
The steps to lead them out
are swallowed by moss,
covered in stones
too large to let their light pass.
glimpsed at birth,
whispered and forgotten.
The steps to lead them out
are swallowed by moss,
covered in stones
too large to let their light pass.
I refuse to support Amazon!
Typed on a device using AWS, while watching Netflix (AWS), chatting on Discord (AWS), and ordering from a site hosted on… AWS.
AWS is run on the back end of so many companies.
Typed on a device using AWS, while watching Netflix (AWS), chatting on Discord (AWS), and ordering from a site hosted on… AWS.
AWS is run on the back end of so many companies.
February 1, 2025 at 6:35 PM
I refuse to support Amazon!
Typed on a device using AWS, while watching Netflix (AWS), chatting on Discord (AWS), and ordering from a site hosted on… AWS.
AWS is run on the back end of so many companies.
Typed on a device using AWS, while watching Netflix (AWS), chatting on Discord (AWS), and ordering from a site hosted on… AWS.
AWS is run on the back end of so many companies.