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what's it called when you had to grow up too fast, so you can basically do everything on your own, but then one day in your early twenties you're nagged by the thought that growing up too fast resulted in you not knowing half of what people your age know by now?

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gonna take a hot shower and put on a big t shirt and my undies and i’m gonna sit on the floor and color at my coffee table like im 6 years old again and then i’ll feel better

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but... why make me work? i have books to read, recipes to try, friends to meet, walks to go on, music to listen to, journals to fill, matcha to make, languages to learn, movies to discover, so much for me to do with this life

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being an artist and revisiting media you liked when you were 11 is like. oh ok. this shaped my sense of humor and the way I write characters and the way I pace narratives and the tropes I'm drawn to. and I vastly underestimated how much of an impact it had on me because I literally have not thought about it for 15 years. but it was there inside me the whole time. ok. ok cool! c ool

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hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god

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"you attract what you are" - this sentence is stuck inside my head. Whenever i leave the house i am a nobody. I question myself, my identity, so much by interacting with others. I feel like i have to change myself to be likable for other people. It is so hard for me to find connections and i know that it is getting harder to make friends the older we get.

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Enjoying the quiet of the late night hours when everyone’s fast asleep is such a peaceful feeling. No worries. No chaos. No fears. No influence from other people. Just you and your own feelings and thoughts.

Sometimes this is scary. You question who you are, what you’re doing, and if what you’re feeling is right.

Other times, this is exactly what you needed. You know who you are, you know what you’re doing, and you know what you’re feeling is right.

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I don't think people fall apart only because of lack of love. No. Sometimes there is love but no respect. Sometimes actions surrounding that love hurt like pins and needles to your chest. Sometimes people keep that love locked away in a treasure chest and ask the other person to jump loops and holes to earn it. Sometimes people leave cause despite love, something so essential was missing in the relationship that it was either them or that bond that has to break.

-d.k

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@ coffee_benten on X 🍓🍮

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what if your doppelgänger wasn’t evil it was just a person. what if your doppelgänger wasn’t trying to replace you it was just trying to learn to be a person and you were the best model it had. what if your doppelgänger looked at you with your eyes and said with your voice that it just wanted to be loved. what then.

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Here's your daily reminder that bookstores keep the love of reading alive — but they also keep neighborhoods beautiful. They are places to gather, to celebrate stories, to find community.

Please do your holiday shopping at your local independent bookstore, if you are lucky enough to still have one.

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making this for boyfriend omg i love this

hi everyone! i made a *free* printable template you can cut, glue, and fold into a box. there are two versions given, one already colored and a blank one you can color!

they both have a dog and cat holding hands that you can cut out and put inside the box for fun.

i would love to see it & tips are totally welcomed but not expected

here it is on my gumroad!

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if rebirth exists, then i want you in every life

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There’s a strange weight to unspoken things, a quiet gravity that pulls at your chest, pressing your heart into the confines of what is proper, what is right, and what must remain hidden. You feel it—those feelings, those soft but insistent sparks—flickering just beneath the surface, like fireflies trapped in the dusk of your mind. You are committed. And so are they. Two hearts tethered elsewhere, bound by promises made, by the lives you’ve built.

But here you are, standing in a space where something deeper stirs. It’s not love, not exactly, but something like it. A yearning, a connection, a quiet understanding that exists outside the bounds of logic or reason. It’s there in the way they smile at you, the way your thoughts drift to them in the quiet of the night, the way their voice lingers long after the conversation has ended.

You don't speak it aloud, though. To do so would be to pull the thread, to unravel what you've so carefully stitched together. The world you've crafted with someone else would tremble, fragile as glass, under the weight of this truth. So, you carry it, this secret, this quiet ache, folding it into the spaces where words don't dare to go.

It’s a dance, this keeping of feelings—a delicate waltz between what is and what could never be. Sometimes, you wonder if the silence is more painful than the truth, or if the truth would break everything that matters. But for now, you hold it in. You keep it to yourself. Because some feelings, it seems, are meant to stay unsaid, their weight only known to the one who carries them. And maybe that’s the price we pay for loyalty, for love, for the commitments that define us.

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Showing empathy doesn't mean sitting down and processing someone's trauma until you get a full understanding of their situation.

You can do that if you want to but it's not a requirement. You don't have to be anyone's therapist.

Most of the time they just need you to listen. Just consider the possibility that someone out there is having a rough time in life. You have your collection of terrible life events. They have theirs too. We're all struggling with something and knowing that binds us together. That's human connection. That's empathy.