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𝕴 ᥲm ᑲ᥆𝗍һ 𝗍һᥱ s᥆іᥣ 𝗍һᥲ𝗍 ᑲᥙrіᥱძ mᥱ ᥲᥒძ 𝗍һᥱ ᑲᥣ᥆᥆m 𝗍һᥲ𝗍 rᥱ𝖿ᥙsᥱძ 𝗍᥆ sᥙrrᥱᥒძᥱr.

Survivor 💞
a lifetime
of being overlooked
like a smudge on glass
no one is waiting
for what I have to say
I keep showing up anyway
carrying myself
unknown, unpopular
alone
December 19, 2025 at 4:43 PM
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When the heart hurts & the mouth can’t vocalise the words, our tears fall.
December 18, 2025 at 10:04 PM
When it comes to breast cancer, even the best case scenario fucking sucks.
December 18, 2025 at 9:22 PM
Horny for a bowl of ramen 🍜
December 18, 2025 at 3:55 AM
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Shhhhh, you’re already beautiful
December 16, 2025 at 3:29 AM
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Look for the ones
who show you
tenderness.
December 16, 2025 at 3:34 AM
Why do the people with the biggest hearts attract the most draining, disrespectful and difficult people?
December 15, 2025 at 1:48 PM
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no news is good news anymore
December 15, 2025 at 1:24 PM
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Welcome Online User

You came across a social media post you know for sure is wrong.

You have two paths before you, ignoring it and moving on with your life

Or to make correcting it your entire personality for the next 3 hours.

Welcome to the Terminally Online
December 13, 2025 at 3:22 PM
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It's time to grab a pen and paper. I have letters to write that I'll never send.
December 12, 2025 at 2:23 AM
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"Save some time to be elated after the lights go out. Carrying water for the sensation of the weight of chance. A stretch held to reduce the fear of failure. Grin through each step into broken glass lessons. My merry-go-round is the scars that have names. The faces I want to remember. "

#emoetry
December 12, 2025 at 4:55 PM
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I'm not what was intended. I'm who survived.
December 13, 2025 at 12:24 AM
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Don't pay attention, make attention pay you
December 14, 2025 at 2:01 AM
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To learn, one must live.

The Midnight Library, Haig
December 13, 2025 at 11:44 PM
True story, a 🧵:
I once stood up Kenny G.

Not a date. Not a meeting.
He put me on the VIP guest list for his show. And I didn’t go.

Why? Because at the time, I was a full-blown metalhead…Distortion pedals. Double kick drums. Screaming vocals.
December 14, 2025 at 1:34 AM
You weren’t worth the stress
and you have no reason
to be so full of yourself.
I’ve moved on
but the lesson stays,
carved in bone.
I won’t look back
you, nothing more than a mistake
that I survived
If I regret anything,
it’s that I ever knew your name.
December 13, 2025 at 11:55 PM
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After exhausting all other options, I’ve decided to lose my shit.
November 15, 2025 at 3:34 AM
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Searching for just one quiet place in this world.
December 13, 2025 at 1:09 AM
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forgetfulness is a form of freedom
December 11, 2025 at 6:52 AM
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Anxiety is my fave energy drink ✨
December 10, 2025 at 1:36 PM
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why does my brain want to start the day in the middle of the night
December 10, 2025 at 10:32 AM
the strongest we can be
is when we allow ourselves
to be vulnerable.

when we engage in open and authentic conversations with others. sharing our stories - the tough parts and the joys.

that is how we help each other to heal. and that is how we show real love.

- topher kearby
December 13, 2025 at 11:46 PM
Mom & Dad
I understand now
you loved me the best way you knew
you couldn’t meet me in my storms
not because you didn’t care
but because no one ever taught you how
your silence was inheritance
not intention
the hurt is real
but so is the compassion and love
I carry for you
December 6, 2025 at 6:49 PM
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Being human is hard sometimes. Come from a place of kindness as often as you can, for you never know if someone who looks okay on the outside, is struggling just to survive on the inside.
December 1, 2025 at 5:04 PM
I’ve been more quiet than usual lately, and maybe this is just how it is from now on.
December 2, 2025 at 1:12 PM