Love
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I’m tired. In the cacophony of modern relationships, it’s easy to feel like you’re shouting into the void, desperately trying to be heard amidst the noise and chaos. The relentless cycle of misunderstanding, miscommunication, and unmet expectations can leave one feeling drained and disillusioned, questioning the very essence of connection and trust. Those committed to
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I peel back the covers and pull my eyelids open, feeling the absolute silence that surrounds me. It creeps in and fills my bones the second I wake every single morning. I used to run from it, filling this room with music, sounds of the sea, rain, old news, or just anything to keep the
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Perspective is only ever clear to one. Once handed out it tends to get smudged and sullied with every set of grimy hands it gets pushed through. Currently though, as we view everything though Canada’s smoke filled haze it all seems a little grimy, am I right? Tears drip silently down my face as I
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Strange sensations of pain and weightlessness fill my chest these days. Regret. Relief. Strange puzzle pieces fitting together in ways I don’t yet understand but have to keep together as a seeming forcefield against the past. It’s strange to let go of a dream when you’ve been told your whole life to chase your dreams
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Lost love seems like the chronic human condition. As long as people have possessed the ability there have been stories written about love lost, love forgotten, and love achieved. It seems the penultimate life achievement. Love. Perhaps, that is why it is so difficult. It’s been on my mind heavily recently. Honestly, because I’ve recently
I Would Rather Be In Bed 