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Joined June 2024

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Deciphering the classics by day, brewing up new stories by night. Shakespearean sonnets to sci-fi sagas, I love it all! English Lit student exploring different worlds through literature on Vocal Media.

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What If Love Is Just Friendship That Lasts?
In adulthood, one of the first and most difficult lessons I have had to accept is that friendships eventually drift apart. It happens undeniably, and it hurts. I have been through it. The ending is never sudden. It is slow, almost painful in its pace. It usually starts with the joy of the first spark. In the beginning, there is that thrill of discovery, the getting-to-know-each-other stage. You share bits of yourself, details of your present life, hoping they will resonate. What kind of music do you like? Have you listened to this artist? It reminded me of you. There are daily conversations about the most ordinary things. A random Facebook post. A TikTok. A loud argument on Twitter. Have you heard about that actor? Let’s buy matching jackets. Let’s visit that café sometime.
By ♡4 months ago in Writers
Embracing Discomfort for a Richer Life
Well-being doesn’t always mean sticking to a flawless schedule; sometimes it’s about stepping out of your comfort zone. I’ve been reflecting lately: when did structure and boundaries start overshadowing growth, spontaneity, and connection? Why do some of us shy away from plans we’ve committed to, preferring to hit the hay early just to stick to a morning ritual? I’ll admit, I’ve fallen into this trap myself. Post-pandemic, I leaned too heavily into “guarding my serenity.” But I broke free. Meeting a friend for a quick coffee or showing up for someone’s milestone matters more than waking up at dawn to log 10,000 steps before breakfast.
By ♡4 months ago in Humans
What If Love Is Just Friendship That Lasts?
In adulthood, one of the first and most difficult lessons I have had to accept is that friendships eventually drift apart. It happens undeniably, and it hurts. I have been through it. The ending is never sudden. It is slow, almost painful in its pace. It usually starts with the joy of the first spark. In the beginning, there is that thrill of discovery, the getting-to-know-each-other stage. You share bits of yourself, details of your present life, hoping they will resonate. What kind of music do you like? Have you listened to this artist? It reminded me of you. There are daily conversations about the most ordinary things. A random Facebook post. A TikTok. A loud argument on Twitter. Have you heard about that actor? Let’s buy matching jackets. Let’s visit that café sometime.
By ♡5 months ago in Humans
Daffodil
My heart, a daffodil that you pluck and try to hold In your soft palms, it rips apart, and it rips apart. Its petals fall like whispered secrets, torn and frail,
By ♡6 months ago in Poets
A Shadow’s Wish. Content Warning.
A wisp of dusk weaves through the world, slipping into the seams of the world, merging with the faded patterns of a room’s quiet corners.
By ♡6 months ago in Poets
i sometimes
I sometimes pen lines about the ache you left in your wake— not to linger, but because mending forms this way: raw,
By ♡7 months ago in Poets
I hate you
I hate you like that first sip of coffee and it turns out to be too hot I hate you like when your shoe lace loosens when you tie a pretty knot
By ♡12 months ago in Writers
Another Weird Teenager
She's just another weird teenager with multiple personality disorder, From faking a smile to crying at night feeling butterflies that don't feel nice
By ♡about a year ago in Poets
Invisible Girl . Top Story - July 2024. Content Warning.
Or, her confusion at and simultaneous desire to remain unnoticed. I know a girl, likes to blend in with the wallpaper always holding up the fourth wall
By ♡about a year ago in Poets
"Silence"
"You don't speak much, do you?" My mind is my mouth. It utters on impulse. It whistles a familiar tune beneath sunshine.
By ♡2 years ago in Poets
Stay
I’m on a rocket back down to earth. It should be slowing down by now, but the engines keep burning. My insides are churning.
By ♡2 years ago in Poets
Nature's patterns
Come day’s sunlight, skies bring cool blue. Floating weightless amid wind’s coo. From dusk to dawn brings night time calm.
By ♡2 years ago in Poets

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What If Love Is Just Friendship That Lasts?

Embracing Discomfort for a Richer Life

What If Love Is Just Friendship That Lasts?

Daffodil

A Shadow’s Wish. Content Warning.

i sometimes

I hate you

Another Weird Teenager

Invisible Girl . Top Story - July 2024. Content Warning.

"Silence"

Stay

Nature's patterns

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