The Infinite Starr

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  • The Table Was Never Meant for the Ugly

    There is a strange kind of person in this world that thinks being ugly is a strategy. Not ugly in the face. Ugly in the spirit. The kind of ugly that smiles in your face while hoping your life falls apart quietly enough that nobody notices they wished for it. The kind of ugly that…

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  • Ode to the Narcissists

    You never loved me. You just wanted to own me. You didn’t fall in love with me.You fell in love with your reflection in my eyes.I was the canvas, you were the brush—but the painting was always your own face.You whispered sonnets soaked in sugar,but every word was a leash.You didn’t want a partner.You wanted…

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