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I’m Literally 28 years old but this morning I got up early to go to the bookshop before work so I could pick up a copy of Onyx Storm which was released today.
Idk why I expected to be the only one but there was a bunch of other girls already there all just as excited about it as i was. I didn’t know any of them and will probably never see them again but we all shared that little moment in the book shop then all went our seperate ways to go and enjoy the same story and idk that really got me. One girl even said “enjoy your copy” as she left which honestly made my day.
Anyway the moral of this story is to live your life being as cringey and nerdy as you want to be because I nearly didn’t go thinking it was kind of a lame thing to do and maybe it was but it also brightened up an otherwise boring January Tuesday 🖤
Jan 21, 2025
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ever since my kindergarten teacher staged a leprechaun break-in i’ve been pouring over clusters of clovers trying to find one with four leaves. as i got older, wiser, and more embarrassed, the desperate scrounging for grade school fame morphed into passive glances of curiosity with a dash of longing. a few months ago, at my mom’s birthday, i saw a lonesome patch of clovers in a sea of other, less interesting plants. i don’t know what came over me, but instead of the glances i’d become comfortable with, i got down and i looked. i saw it instantly, like my eyes had been trained specifically to find it. there it sat, utterly incapable of comprehending of how special it was. the treasure i‘d been searching for. my white whale. i shot out of the squat that i was in and showed it to as many people as possible, but to my absolute shock, nobody gave a shit. nobody shared my excitement, nobody thought it was especially cool. this quest that i’d silently been on for the better part of my life was complete, yet there was no fanfare, and i’m okay with that. sometimes you’ve just gotta be happy with yourself.
if you’ve given yourself to something, and it means the world to you, the only person who can decide what your labor is worth is you.
Mar 18, 2025
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One day i will create a breathtaking artwork that will tell the story of my life in a way which retroactively makes every cringe thing I ever did non-cringe in a way by redeeming it through some transformative narrative structure. then i will finally be safe to expose the truth of my journey to the world
Jan 27, 2024
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You sit in the kitchen, having finished your Sanskrit homework, listening to your roommate make what sounds like Bulgarian trap music. You make your 3rd latte of the day and wonder where the rice maker that is always full of moldy rice has disappeared to. Instead of responding to any of the texts you have received, you sit and think about poems and how to make your halloween costume.
It is a stupid life - but at the same time, you are alive and able to pay rent. You have a room of your own and people like you. You exist in the same world as Virginia Woolf. And every day, even when it doesn’t feel like it should, the sun shines into your room.
Sep 16, 2024
