Summerrays
@sunrays.bsky.social
Nothing out of ordinary. More of a listener than of a talker.
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Here’s my happy on the table, place yours, and we’ll make three meals of it.
September 14, 2025 at 3:35 PM
Here’s my happy on the table, place yours, and we’ll make three meals of it.
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I imagine imagination as the moon, borrowing light from reality and turning it into something spectacular.
September 10, 2025 at 1:37 PM
I imagine imagination as the moon, borrowing light from reality and turning it into something spectacular.
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If only the truth was as feral as a lie.
July 29, 2025 at 11:39 PM
If only the truth was as feral as a lie.
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Happy times are yellowing before time. Is it autumn yet?
September 16, 2025 at 4:29 PM
Happy times are yellowing before time. Is it autumn yet?
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Saturday mornings are just like any other morning unless you change it's color
September 30, 2025 at 2:23 PM
Saturday mornings are just like any other morning unless you change it's color
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Looking for a walking machine (a machine that goes out and walks for me while I stay home and cry).
September 19, 2025 at 1:48 PM
Looking for a walking machine (a machine that goes out and walks for me while I stay home and cry).
Free speech and reckless speech are two different things. When you avail something that is free, show some responsibility.
September 18, 2025 at 6:28 AM
Free speech and reckless speech are two different things. When you avail something that is free, show some responsibility.
You could always find harsher critics anywhere. So show some mercy on yourself.
September 17, 2025 at 3:42 AM
You could always find harsher critics anywhere. So show some mercy on yourself.
Making noise that no one listens.
September 16, 2025 at 1:59 PM
Making noise that no one listens.
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You are the poem the sky tries to write with every sunset…..
September 16, 2025 at 11:57 AM
You are the poem the sky tries to write with every sunset…..
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I’m quiet by nature, yet constantly pushed to speak louder in a world that favors noise….
September 16, 2025 at 12:15 PM
I’m quiet by nature, yet constantly pushed to speak louder in a world that favors noise….
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Love is the quiet gaze that sees your scars and calls them beautiful…..
September 12, 2025 at 11:54 AM
Love is the quiet gaze that sees your scars and calls them beautiful…..
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Love, like silence, indecipherable in noise.
September 12, 2025 at 2:07 PM
Love, like silence, indecipherable in noise.
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I relinquish dreams,
fulfilled, unfulfilled,
empty my pockets
of "what-ifs"
and walk free
fulfilled, unfulfilled,
empty my pockets
of "what-ifs"
and walk free
April 10, 2025 at 3:53 PM
I relinquish dreams,
fulfilled, unfulfilled,
empty my pockets
of "what-ifs"
and walk free
fulfilled, unfulfilled,
empty my pockets
of "what-ifs"
and walk free
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i’m not being mean i’m just being hungry
August 26, 2025 at 12:50 AM
i’m not being mean i’m just being hungry
Life advise "Stay connected with good friends". Well, if you just let me know where I can find them!
September 5, 2025 at 1:41 PM
Life advise "Stay connected with good friends". Well, if you just let me know where I can find them!
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Never mind I don't like anything anyway
September 5, 2025 at 1:09 AM
Never mind I don't like anything anyway
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Spoiler: Nothing helps.
August 31, 2025 at 2:01 PM
Spoiler: Nothing helps.
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It was so dark, everything shone with clarity.
August 31, 2025 at 3:09 PM
It was so dark, everything shone with clarity.
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What have I become in a season’s passing but a thing that’s run out of becoming.
September 1, 2025 at 3:14 PM
What have I become in a season’s passing but a thing that’s run out of becoming.
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The beauty of little things and their tiny echoes pull your face close for a kiss. You automatically reciprocate.
September 3, 2025 at 3:18 PM
The beauty of little things and their tiny echoes pull your face close for a kiss. You automatically reciprocate.