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Hehe this is so cute yet funny 😭

[ateliereu]

I think that i sometimes write silly stuff to keep of my mind, sometimes it might not be silly but its quite alright, i remember writing something this whenever i went on and comparing many things, like myself to others

I feel like i see a person of the same name as me but different in many ways... Better ways... They're..... their much more compatible with them than i am.... Maybe it was best to leave.. in a state their much happier than with me.

-Ateliereu

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I found more (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

Winter falls, the snow crystalized and form in harmony, keeping its beauty.... You are a form of winter... Forever in a crystalized cast... Forever beautiful..

-Ateliereu

I think i was writing this when i was watching through Instagram reels-

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Hehe, finding one of my old writing to pass time (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

I know many have said it, but no matter how many times it has been said, over and over again... It'll hit you like... pain you haven't felt.. "no matter how many times you filled that void, it'll always be..... just a void" Before it didn't mean anything no matter how hard i try to understand it with little to no experience..... but now it, it hit like a dagger stabbing me... to where it hurts "the void"....

(Laughs abit)

Kinda silly... Isn't it? A void i have that can't feel anything but pain..? Isn't it supposed to be bottomless that it cant get to where my core is..? But yet those words hit me right through it... So much of a void that can't be filled yet can be felt...

-Ateliereu

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Breeze

Seeing kids swing up and high as the sky can reach, then low and slow as it settles back to as it once was. I was interested in seeing the wind move and feel the breeze hits me. Reminded me how an arrow soars against the mighty winds then pierces through the target once hit. One of my early competitions as a child before 13 was the one in Puerto Princesa. After finishing my match for the day, I arrive at a ranch, “Mitra Ranch” covered in greens and grass taller than me, adventuring the place and the relics it left from the previous owners until it is now for tourists to visit.

The place had reminiscences of the people who lived there, along with their belongings. I felt the sense of comfort yet at home with the nature it provides that strives and continues to grow— winds blow strong and rough with leafs following along its path.

Wandering around the place, to adventure that drives me to feel the spike of adrenaline and cold sweat. Walking through the bridge that shakes with each step— ziplines that glide softly through the air as you sweep down to the ground. Finally, arriving at the big swing that sends you off high and above to the clouds, feeling like you accomplished everything and now on cloud nine.

As I took the long lines that felt like an eternity and dying of boredom for a long wait to be my turn. There I was in the back of the line, watching people drop from a height that looked like a giant tower covering the tall green grass that moves along the path of the wind as it blows and moves in many directions. Then it was my turn, walking up the stairs with shaky legs but pounding with adrenaline inside as I walked to the final step and got on the swing. There I was ready but hesitated at the last moment from fear to fall, dropped as soon as I saw the distance from where I stood to the blades of grass— fearing the thoughts that poured onto me with fear, as I stepped back and cowering instilled with fear.

….Taking the last step before falling with fear of my thoughts falling face first to the ground…. I took the leap of faith as I closed my eyes…. Gust of winds pushing me back and forth with great force..? I opened my eyes, seeing the blades of grass move swiftly and gracefully along with the winds that pushed me— watching the view from a different standpoint, I felt at ease… laughed and smiled for how silly my fears were making me think such things….

The place had reminiscences of the people who lived there, along with their belongings. I felt the sense of comfort yet at home with the nature it provides that strives and continues to grow— winds blow strong and rough with leafs following along its path. Wandering around the place, to adventure that drives me to feel the spike of adrenaline and cold sweat. Walking through the bridge that shakes with each step— ziplines that glide softly through the air as you sweep down to the ground. Finally, arriving at the big swing that sends you off high and above to the clouds, feeling like you accomplished everything and now on cloud nine. As I took the long lines that felt like an eternity and dying of boredom for a long wait to be my turn. There I was in the back of the line, watching people drop from a height that looked like a giant tower covering the tall green grass that moves along the path of the wind as it blows and moves in many directions. Then it was my turn, walking up the stairs with shaky legs but pounding with adrenaline inside as I walked to the final step and got on the swing. There I was ready but hesitated at the last moment from fear to fall, dropped as soon as I saw the distance from where I stood to the blades of grass— fearing the thoughts that poured onto me with fear, as I stepped back and cowering instilled with fear.

….Taking the last step before falling with fear of my thoughts falling face first to the ground…. I took the leap of faith as I closed my eyes…. Gust of winds pushing me back and forth with great force..? I opened my eyes, seeing the blades of grass move swiftly and gracefully along with the winds that pushed me— watching the view from a different standpoint, I felt at ease… laughed and smiled for how silly my fears were making me think such things….