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Once upon a time, in a place that insisted it was sensible, there lived a creature who believed wishes were shortcuts. Not spells. Not contracts. Just little verbal hacks to skip the boring parts of becoming someone. This creature was funny in the accidental way. Always wishing loudly. Always surprised by the results. If there…
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They did not notice the moment she learned how to take. That is always how it begins. For years she was a vessel. A quiet thing. A body that absorbed moods the way stone absorbs heat. People leaned into her presence and left lighter, never asking where the weight went. They mistook her stillness for…
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(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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(Headphones on-Tycho-Awake) Nothing happened today. No collapse. No epiphany. No moment dramatic enough to tell someone about. The kind of day that would have terrified me once because it offered nothing to cling to. I woke up without urgency. No need to check messages to see who still wanted me. No inventory of what I…
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Alice was walking home when she passed the café. Home wasn’t really home yet. It was just the place she returned to when the city ran out of streets to wander. She had been drifting through the upside-down parts of town for weeks now, the places where storefronts stayed half-lit and conversations felt unfinished. She…
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Alice began to notice that certain things avoided her attention. Not physically.Existentially. Billboards that made sense until she tried to read them. Conversations that flowed until she listened. People whose faces blurred the moment she tried to remember their names. It wasn’t dissociation. It was selection. The world was choosing what could be seen. She…
