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Word of the Day: チヂミ
It was crazy last night, I was like getting " extra time " being high and I could've probably been more productive with that time, but I ended up falling asleep at probably around 10pm and woke up at 6am so, I think I got my 8 hours of sleep.
By Kayla McIntosh2 months ago in Confessions
The Silent Library:. AI-Generated.
The rain have been falling all evening, tapping in competition to the tall home home windows of the antique college library. maximum college college students had already left, their footsteps fading down the marble corridors, leaving most effective silence inside the returned of. but Daniel stayed. He become decided to finish his studies paper, and the library’s limitless cabinets promised solutions.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
The Neighbor Who Vanished Overnight:. AI-Generated.
I had lived on Maple Street for nearly a decade, long enough to know the rhythm of the neighborhood. The morning joggers, the evening dog walkers, the occasional barbecue smoke drifting from backyards — it was a place where routine felt safe, predictable.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
The Things We Don’t Say: How Silence Became the Language of Our Generation
The Quiet Distance Between Us In a coffee shop, two friends are seated opposite one another. Coffee mugs warm their hands, but their eyes are glued to their phones. Though alerts blink on the screens and conversation fills the air, between these two buddies is a sensitive, invisible barrier.
By Shahjahan Kabir Khan2 months ago in Confessions
How Losing Everything Forced Me to Finally Find Myself. AI-Generated.
I used to define myself by what I had: my job, my apartment, my social life. I believed stability meant happiness. I thought that as long as I had a plan, I was safe. But life has a funny way of showing you how fragile all of that really is.
By Aless Hely2 months ago in Confessions
The Morning I Realized I Was Burned Out
I didn’t collapse. I didn’t cry. I didn’t break down dramatically, the way burnout is often described in movies. My exhaustion showed up quietly — in small ways I kept ignoring until one morning I couldn’t outrun the truth anymore.
By Aman Saxena2 months ago in Confessions
I Learned the Hard Way That Loving Myself First Isn’t Selfish — It’s Survival. AI-Generated.
I used to think that being a “good person” meant putting everyone else first. Friends, family, coworkers—I gave my time, energy, and heart freely, believing that love and effort were infinite. I told myself it was noble, even righteous. But somewhere along the way, I forgot about me.
By Aless Hely2 months ago in Confessions
