Malika Moné
@themusewrites.bsky.social
book 📚 reader. authorwriter 📑 . 1 9 0 8 💕💚. HBCU (1865)🖤💛. 🐶 mom. teacher.
Author of the muse writes：
https://substack.com/@themusewrites?r=44a09x&utm_medium=ios&utm_source=edit-profile
Author of the muse writes：
https://substack.com/@themusewrites?r=44a09x&utm_medium=ios&utm_source=edit-profile
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Malika Moné
@themusewrites.bsky.social
· Jan 24
the muse writes | Malika Moné | Substack
The Muse Writes is a Substack about writing, the ups and downs, the good parts and the bad parts, what it means to be a writer, and the journey as a whole. Click to read the muse writes, by Malika Mo...
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Malika Moné (@themusewrites)
I’m gonna start a series. I’ve already written about 1/3 of it so I’ll start posting. But it feels good to say, “I’m grieving and through this process I’ll heal.” Super excited to share!!! 😊
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December 12, 2025 at 1:53 PM
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I’m jealous of her.
December 9, 2025 at 2:45 PM
I’m jealous of her.
We are what we are. Whatever that is but you know you will always be mine. And I will always be yours.
November 12, 2025 at 1:55 AM
We are what we are. Whatever that is but you know you will always be mine. And I will always be yours.
Distance is nothing compared to our bond. Time is precious but also irrelevant. Nothing can separate us from one another.
October 30, 2025 at 10:43 PM
Distance is nothing compared to our bond. Time is precious but also irrelevant. Nothing can separate us from one another.
Hold me, never let me go. Need me, no matter what.
October 20, 2025 at 2:35 AM
Hold me, never let me go. Need me, no matter what.
This distance I create has a fail safe, but also is a way out. Backdoor if you will. I find I must protect myself from my own desires and you. I know I’ll never escape these feelings or you, but I’m a coward.
October 15, 2025 at 3:13 PM
This distance I create has a fail safe, but also is a way out. Backdoor if you will. I find I must protect myself from my own desires and you. I know I’ll never escape these feelings or you, but I’m a coward.
I want you obsessed with me, unable to leave me, love me and love us.
October 5, 2025 at 10:23 PM
I want you obsessed with me, unable to leave me, love me and love us.
Love me out loud. I’m not meant to be kept in the dark.
October 3, 2025 at 10:07 AM
Love me out loud. I’m not meant to be kept in the dark.
Why can’t you just stop being such an ass? If I did something to you say it. For fucks sake lol you idiot
September 27, 2025 at 5:04 PM
Why can’t you just stop being such an ass? If I did something to you say it. For fucks sake lol you idiot
Of the two of us, I’m suffering more than I should be. It’s my fault for keeping everything locked up. But I’m fragile and might break at any moment.
September 23, 2025 at 3:34 PM
Of the two of us, I’m suffering more than I should be. It’s my fault for keeping everything locked up. But I’m fragile and might break at any moment.
This job market is NOT for the weak 😭
September 19, 2025 at 1:24 AM
This job market is NOT for the weak 😭
You will forever be the man I love, no matter what.
September 17, 2025 at 2:39 AM
You will forever be the man I love, no matter what.
My biggest regret: not telling you that I like you. That I love you. That I want you. All of you. No matter how fucked up. To me you’re more than just a friend you’re the person who makes me feel whole.
September 15, 2025 at 2:54 AM
My biggest regret: not telling you that I like you. That I love you. That I want you. All of you. No matter how fucked up. To me you’re more than just a friend you’re the person who makes me feel whole.
My insomnia is acting up again.
September 13, 2025 at 10:17 AM
My insomnia is acting up again.
I regret not telling you I had feelings for you earlier. I regret it deeply.
September 13, 2025 at 12:00 AM
I regret not telling you I had feelings for you earlier. I regret it deeply.
Something feels…. off. Wrong almost.
September 10, 2025 at 9:31 PM
Something feels…. off. Wrong almost.
It’s almost like a bad dream. The only consolation being told I’m your princess. I just want to see you soon. This waiting time is killing me.
September 9, 2025 at 6:58 PM
It’s almost like a bad dream. The only consolation being told I’m your princess. I just want to see you soon. This waiting time is killing me.
You call me princess. I melt. Wish you were next me. Me next to you. XOXO
September 8, 2025 at 5:32 PM
You call me princess. I melt. Wish you were next me. Me next to you. XOXO
Praise me all the time. I want to hear you say it over and over forever and more every lifetime we have together and even after that. It heals something in me I can’t explain. But I know it’s just because it’s you.
September 5, 2025 at 3:42 AM
Praise me all the time. I want to hear you say it over and over forever and more every lifetime we have together and even after that. It heals something in me I can’t explain. But I know it’s just because it’s you.
I just want to annoy you forever. Is that okay with you?
September 4, 2025 at 10:38 PM
I just want to annoy you forever. Is that okay with you?
When you come to terms with the reality, although bleak, sets your soul free and your mind at ease. But can you fully accept it? I know I can’t.
September 4, 2025 at 1:05 AM
When you come to terms with the reality, although bleak, sets your soul free and your mind at ease. But can you fully accept it? I know I can’t.
Hate. Love. There’s a very line. I guess because I hated you momentarily I really fell harder for you. It’s quite the conundrum.
August 31, 2025 at 4:30 PM
Hate. Love. There’s a very line. I guess because I hated you momentarily I really fell harder for you. It’s quite the conundrum.
There’s this thing we have. Don’t have a name for it. Whatever it is, it’s us.
August 31, 2025 at 1:22 AM
There’s this thing we have. Don’t have a name for it. Whatever it is, it’s us.
I want to be clingy. I want to be selfish. When it comes to you, I want to do all the things I never dreamed of doing. You’ve always been the end for me. Even when I know I’m not the end for you. This pain I’ve carried for a decade continues. Am I wrong for how I feel? Do I tell you?
August 29, 2025 at 2:42 AM
I want to be clingy. I want to be selfish. When it comes to you, I want to do all the things I never dreamed of doing. You’ve always been the end for me. Even when I know I’m not the end for you. This pain I’ve carried for a decade continues. Am I wrong for how I feel? Do I tell you?