toxic people

  • Some people get angry when my name is spoken. Others get quiet. Others laugh because they finally understand the joke. And then there is me. Sitting somewhere in the middle of the chaos laughing when certain names are spoken because life has a dark sense of humor once you survive enough of it. That is…

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  • I do not care to be liked. That sentence alone terrifies people more than rage ever could. Because people can handle anger. They can handle drama. They can handle someone screaming, crying, throwing chairs, posting paragraphs online like a wounded raccoon fighting for emotional custody of its own bad decisions. But a person who genuinely…

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  • Misery loves company. But healing? Healing changes the atmosphere. And suddenly the same birds that used to land on your shoulders every day start circling somewhere else looking confused because the feeder is empty now. That is the part nobody warns you about. The lonely part. The quiet part. The part where your phone gets…

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  • Everybody worries about enemies. The loud ones. The jealous ones. The fake pages watching your stories at two in the morning like it is a full-time position with no benefits. People spend years looking over their shoulder for attacks coming from the outside. Meanwhile the real danger is sitting across from them asking if they…

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  • 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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  • There is something almost poetic about watching entitled people meet consequences. Not dramatic consequences. Not lightning bolts from the sky. Not some cinematic downfall where violins start playing while they fall to their knees in a grocery store parking lot screaming into the void. No. Real consequences are quieter than that. They arrive slow. They…

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  • They think survival is loud.But the ones who last learned how to whisper to their own limits. They lift weights like they are carrying tomorrow on their back.They eat like the body is a temple and a battlefield at the same time.They don’t announce what they’re building because blueprints collapse when too many eyes breathe…

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  • Don’t Ask Alice-Entry II

    (Headphones on-My Tears Ricochet-Taylor Swift) I used to think walking away meant something had gone wrong.That it required an explanation.That I would feel guilty for it later. None of that happened. What actually happened was simpler.People kept trying to hand me their mess like it was my responsibility to hold it.Their drama. Their spirals. Their…

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  • Turning nothing into something isn’t complicated. The real trick is knowing when to turn something into nothing. That takes movement. That takes courage. It takes the guts to walk away from people who only believe they hold power over you—but don’t. These are the ones who love to make things complicated just so they can…

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