LivvyInTheLife
@livvyinthelife.bsky.social
A reader of many, and an ear for the unguided; our soul yonder’s for the sunrise. 🌅 🌄
open.substack.com/pub/livvyint... why must we continue to please the eye of another, with a fake view into our window?
Arctic realism; trapped identities
Why do we pretend we’re all not pushing out posts and shit to gain traction to an audience we haven’t made yet?
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January 22, 2026 at 12:26 AM
open.substack.com/pub/livvyint... why must we continue to please the eye of another, with a fake view into our window?
Sister to sister; blood to blood;
One day you’ll realize we’re all that we have Wondering realms we never really had, the Fairies lay dancing all over the lands Slowly progressing everyone’s drab.
I love you for life don’t ever forget
Small things matter no matter how big. #poem #family
One day you’ll realize we’re all that we have Wondering realms we never really had, the Fairies lay dancing all over the lands Slowly progressing everyone’s drab.
I love you for life don’t ever forget
Small things matter no matter how big. #poem #family
January 10, 2026 at 6:42 AM
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The golden spoon was never in the cards for a child born from an addict. Dreams, and cereal without any milk were all the delicacies available. <3
The golden spoon was never in the cards for a child born from an addict. Dreams, and cereal without any milk were all the delicacies available. <3
The child of an addict
Trigger Warning: Addiction, Childhood Trauma
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January 10, 2026 at 4:09 AM
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The golden spoon was never in the cards for a child born from an addict. Dreams, and cereal without any milk were all the delicacies available. <3
The golden spoon was never in the cards for a child born from an addict. Dreams, and cereal without any milk were all the delicacies available. <3
substack.com/@livvyinthel... Unpack your damn belongings from the garbage bags already. Stay awhile.
LivvyInTheLife (@livvyinthelife1)
Hang the damn picture up!
Decorate your fucking walls!
Buy that fucking vase you’ve wanted to put on your windowsill!
Take your belongings out of the garbage bags you’ve kept them in!
Move back in...
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December 23, 2025 at 8:30 PM
substack.com/@livvyinthel... Unpack your damn belongings from the garbage bags already. Stay awhile.
You can kick and scream…
You can even bite your nails.
But what you can’t do…
Is forget your Pizza rolls in the oven…
You’ll thank me later!
You can even bite your nails.
But what you can’t do…
Is forget your Pizza rolls in the oven…
You’ll thank me later!
a man in a suit says think about it with his finger on his forehead
ALT: a man in a suit says think about it with his finger on his forehead
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December 20, 2025 at 11:48 PM
You can kick and scream…
You can even bite your nails.
But what you can’t do…
Is forget your Pizza rolls in the oven…
You’ll thank me later!
You can even bite your nails.
But what you can’t do…
Is forget your Pizza rolls in the oven…
You’ll thank me later!
LivvyInTheLife
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A simple-minded girl writing like each word could be the last. Every pause, another world. Every secret, a shadow nearby. Sink your teeth into stories you won’t easily escape. <3 ftlof! Click to read ...
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December 16, 2025 at 12:36 AM
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Knowing I hardly have followers makes my post this much easier. I have a little section of the internet where I'm not known. not me individually, and not in any way that is detrimental to my existence.
Life isn't about trying to fit in.
It never was.
Life isn't about trying to fit in.
It never was.
December 15, 2025 at 7:00 PM
Knowing I hardly have followers makes my post this much easier. I have a little section of the internet where I'm not known. not me individually, and not in any way that is detrimental to my existence.
Life isn't about trying to fit in.
It never was.
Life isn't about trying to fit in.
It never was.