Some flowers bloom out of habit. Others bloom out of spite.And the silence after the rain? It sounded like closure.5h ago5h ago
Liked Your PostOh, look who’s back. Like a shadow that forgot it was supposed to disappear with the sunset.6d ago6d ago
I swear, I’m cursed.Not in the “witchcraft and bad omens” way, but in the “every time I like something, it disappears” way. And honestly? I’m tired.Mar 11Mar 11
Finally, you stopped knowing me.How you could read my thoughts before I even spoke. How you saw me — not just looked at me, but actually saw me. And now? Now you wouldn’t…Mar 8Mar 8
Was it hard to love me, or was it just too easy to leave?Oh, but of course, loving me must have been such an Olympic-level task.Mar 8Mar 8
New yearAh, what a poetic tragedy — waking up in the new year only to realize I’m already dead.Mar 1Mar 1
Why Does Even the Smallest Thing Have to be a Lie?They said, “Work hard, and you’ll get what you want.”Feb 19Feb 19
