Sometimes, being on this site feels like walking through a giant open-air mausoleum.
You scroll through profiles created 5, 10, sometimes 15 years ago, people who haven’t logged in for ages. And you start to wonder where they are now. Maybe they just moved on, maybe they changed, maybe they’re… gone. It’s strange, isn’t it?
How the internet quietly turns into a cemetery of time, filled with fragments of lives that once reached out to talk, to laugh, to connect.

In a way, we’re all ghosts here, leaving traces for someone else to stumble upon years later.

It’s strange how easy it is to mean well,
and still be misunderstood. People often hear things that weren’t said.
I guess silence is safer sometimes.
But it’s alright : a hurt puppy doesn’t bite out of malice, it just reacts to what it’s been through. We’ve all been that hurt puppy at some point.
Anyway, that’s life. Now excuse me, I’ve got some food to heal my soul.

Is there a song that feels like a mirror of who you once were, something you used to listen to when you were down, and that still carries a piece of you inside it?
Mine is "Hospital For Souls" of Bring Me The Horizon.

When I was in middle school, I had a teacher who truly inspired me. He made me love stories and writing, and for years, I saw him as one of the best people I’d ever met.
Years later, as an adult. I met him again by chance, and we ended up becoming friends, playing tabletop games together. But as I got to know him, I realized he wasn’t who I thought he was, a total creep, always talking about *** and porn.
It really changed something in me. I learned that you should never meet your idols. People aren’t who you imagine they are, and idealizing someone always ends in disappointment.

Books are great, but beautiful books hit even harder : they look amazing on the shelf too.

My sleep schedule isn’t broken, it’s just globalized. Somewhere in the world, it’s a perfectly reasonable time to be awake. I’m just… not at the right place. 😌💤