Polkadot

Master the art of disappearing in front of people

it’s almost funny, in a quiet way— how she can break and still look put together like nothing ever touched her. the same face as her mother, just a little better at hiding it.

one could say a cup stops being a cup when it is never lifted, never needed— left untouched, it forgets its own purpose. and still, i choose the quiet suffocation of stillness over the risk of being held. because to be held is to trust, and to trust is to balance on someone else’s certainty. i would rather sit in the dark of a cabinet, wrapped in dust and doubt, questioning if i was ever meant to matter— than feel the sudden slip, the careless fingers, the moment i am dropped not because i was weak, but because someone else did not care enough to hold me steady.

no term has ever described how i feel better than "emotional motion sickness"

The intimacy between me and cold floors

i literally have to romanticize almost everything or else i get sad

i just want to smoke a joint and rot in my bed all day is that too much to ask ?

they believe that by cloaking themselves in secrecy, they can escape the grand theater of existence. One might wonder, do they think their thoughts are so profound that they must be guarded like ancient scrolls? Or perhaps they believe that their mundane musings are akin to sacred texts, worthy of a vault rather than a casual conversation? Internalizing everything like it's relic or it's smth that would cure your vehement desire for attention? You’re just as ordinary as the rest of us—consumed by the same trivial pursuits of snacks, naps, and Netflix.

God new i would be too powerful if i wasn't constantly bitching abt everything

Your whistling is in pure childish joy, but the walls reflecting the sound are made of buried dreams. You have never looked back to say goodbye to who you were and that's why your face has never changed. I believe you are all the lies you never uttered and the truth you stuttered which always seems untruthful

Opening my phone and getting bombard with this

Everybody be talkin abt eternal life... Like haven't you see enough?

What doesn't kill you will make you pose like

Be me > Wait till the last day to do an assignment > Get incredibly stressed out because it is A LOT > Determine to pull an all dayer and an allnighter, whatever it takes to get it done > Watch another የኔቢጤ ask the instructor to extend the deadline > Deadline gets extended > Stop doing what you're doing immediately > And wait for the available time to dwindle again until you're again, stressed out and determined to pull an all dayer and an all nighter ✨Academic Weapon✨

"And isn't death just apocalypse in the first person?"

I find it really interesting and enjoyable joining random people’s channels and just seeing their way of thinking and the random things they post