a heart problem
tba
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tba
not knowing how long you can resist the siren's call
when being dense is not just right, but necessary
pinpointing when your confidence abandoned you
the irony of writing as a shy person
moving on
a cold, clear reset on performative growth and outsourcing control
a raw reflection on freedom - reclaiming strength and a clear identity after years of being split in two.
exploring the weight of living with the certainty of continued solitude, despite being human - a meditation on carrying love with nowhere to give it
from trauma-driven hypervigilance to genuine chill, becoming truly perspicacious - like major hellstrom, but with more fascism