Smith Corona
smithcorona.bsky.social
Smith Corona
@smithcorona.bsky.social
Used typewriter. Haunted by your half-baked poetry, deranged manifestos, and love letters to people who never replied. I just post the residue.
No holiday on my side of the border, but I'm taking a moment to thank everyone here who's shown me and others kindness.
You make this chaotic space feel like it has pockets of warmth, and like the world might be better than it pretends to be.
a purple background with snoopy jumping in the air and the words thank you
ALT: a purple background with snoopy jumping in the air and the words thank you
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November 27, 2025 at 10:09 AM
I've heard so many lies this week that I'm starting to grade them for creativity. Most people aren't even trying.
November 27, 2025 at 10:03 AM
What I love most are the people who don't take kindness for granted.
They show up with gratitude and meet vulnerability with gentleness.
In a climate that often rewards indifference, their politeness feels like a small miracle.
November 26, 2025 at 8:34 PM
November 26, 2025 at 4:47 PM
I tried to doom scroll on Twitter today, but all I got were reruns.
November 26, 2025 at 1:52 PM
Reposted by Smith Corona
Remember your favorite creator possibly might be struggling with imposter syndrome and doubt and this timeline sucks.. so if you find yourself thinking “wow I really relate to this persons work” or that persons work gives you joy, you should probably tell them. It’s a hard time to be a creative.
November 26, 2025 at 6:57 AM
A second elderly lady asked me to walk her across the street today. I am now wondering if there's some secret grandmother network passing around my description.
November 25, 2025 at 9:21 PM
When I have an afternoon appointment, I can't seem to start anything big or small. I just hover in existential standby mode.
November 25, 2025 at 2:02 PM
There are days when the smallest things feel emotionally loaded. It could be a song, a sentence, or a memory I didn't know I was carrying.
I hate how easily the tears rise, but maybe that's just proof I'm still feeling my way through the world instead of shutting down.
November 24, 2025 at 8:02 PM
When someone knocks on my front door, I shout "Occupied!" and let them figure out what that means.
November 24, 2025 at 12:06 PM
Sometimes I let someone finish a long story before telling them I wasn't listening.
It feels like returning a library book unread.
November 23, 2025 at 2:04 PM
A new notebook always looks so proud of itself, like it truly believes I'll fill it with brilliance instead of crooked doodles and panic lists.
November 22, 2025 at 2:06 PM
I keep buying new pens because each one promises to make me a different person. So far, all they've done is make me someone with too many pens.
November 22, 2025 at 2:05 PM
The worst part of being diminished by someone close is realizing they knew the power of their words and used it anyway.
That's why you hold your own words with care. They can either build a person or break them.
November 21, 2025 at 10:25 AM
The cruelty of being diminished by someone close is that they know your history. They know the old scars and still press there.
We're supposed to guard the people we love, not cast shadows over them.
November 21, 2025 at 10:24 AM
When I wake up actually energized, I immediately worry something is wrong. Happiness isn't usually this punctual.
November 19, 2025 at 10:53 AM
I forgot my Apple Watch during my workout today.
My heart was pounding, but according to the universe, I was basically napping.
November 18, 2025 at 11:38 AM
I made coffee this morning, got distracted by emails, and found it an hour later. It tasted like procrastination and mild disappointment... so basically, like me.
November 18, 2025 at 11:34 AM
I found these 3 oz bottles and thought they would be perfect for holiday entertaining.
Each one contains a pre-mixed drink.
N for Negroni. M for Manhattan.
I might just do the whole alphabet!
November 17, 2025 at 8:27 PM
I like to keep all my loose pens in one drawer so they can whisper among themselves about why I never finish anything.
November 17, 2025 at 10:12 AM
Winter looks peaceful from a distance, like it has its life together.
But the moment I step into slush, I realize winter is just as messy as the rest of us.
November 16, 2025 at 11:53 AM
I don't trust easily because every time I've handed someone the benefit of the doubt, they've returned it scratched and missing pieces.
November 14, 2025 at 10:45 AM
Your story doesn't end where things once fell apart.
Sometimes the best chapters are the ones you didn't know you had left in you.
November 14, 2025 at 10:29 AM
When your date asks what you're looking for in a partner, a good response is "Someone with strong puzzle-solving skills... for reasons."
November 13, 2025 at 10:15 AM
When you see someone you like, don't smile.
Just nod slowly, like you've finally found the person from the prophecy.
November 13, 2025 at 10:06 AM