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2026/06/02 - Randomosity

Scheduled   The  I now listen, to the song not heard— not played. The song from Her.   Reading this next one ("Like Atlas") again, it kinda sucks. I definitely coulda done better... Like Atlas I feel sometimes an Immense burden— That of humanity. It weighs on me, And I feel guilty, And helpless.   Doomsday "If the world ended tomorrow, and it could." "If I died, I'd be fine." But what did She

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2026/06/01 - Slow Descent HAHA NOTTTTEEJJDJ

Scheduled   Paralysis I am not me— I cannot breathe, Nor can I think, For every thought thought Is two more worries wrought.   Faded Bliss I can't remember her, Not how I'd like. Our brief friendship, The possibility for more.   I try to remember, I don't want to forget— Despite the pain of regret.   See Her I wish I could see her, gain. I wish I could be with her, once more.

Usseewa

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A Lonely Prologue

A little while ago, I wrote a prologue for a story idea I had. I never even started the rest of the story, but I kinda like it on its own, even if most of the ideas for the story aren't there yet. Part of the reason I stopped writing for it was because I created two really interesting characters for the prologue... and then killed off both of them. And then the 'real' protagonist didn't seem as fun. Clearly I need to learn from Brandon, and make my Cenn character not as interesting as my Kaladin

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2026/05/31 - No Memory About This

(Scheduled)   Purpose of Hiding I see clearer when— I take this veil from my eyes. So then ehy do I hide? For style or from fear?   Music Why do I deny myself the ever-soothing pleasure I was without for so long?   When will I allow my life to return to normal?   Will it—or I—ever?   Buzz The world has been so quiet, In these past weeks. No buzzing, no phone—[illegible word], Time for pe

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2026/05/30 - No One Knows

(This was scheduled, yesterday, to automatically post today. So it doesn't mean I'm active, necessarily.)   Framework of Perception How should we think about—and see—things? People, the world—our thoughts. What is the right way—and what is seen as right? How will that change?   If views change—modify, improve?— Then how are we to know if What society believes, Is not wrong—waiting for change? If what everyone believes—even me— Is i

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2026/05/29 - An Idiot's Thoughts

Uhh... stuff about gender. If you don't agree with me then... idk. Yeah.   False Dichotomy We have taught ourselves that To be human is to fit into the binary— Moreso to be constrained within that box. But this is a false dichotomy— An unnecessary binary—who gives a storm if You want to wear suits or skirts—or both, or neither? Ehy do they assign is to one— Something we have no choice in—[illegible word] And reluctantly follow along with all

Usseewa

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I Don't Know...

Oh, sigh. My life is a sigh, a sigh extending until no breath is left. A constant sigh. Disappointment, sadness, exhaustion. I lose breath constantly, and lose more perhaps sometimes—breath I can never regain. I am tired, having slept but a mere 9 hours. I am tired, despite having slept longer than the previous days. I am tired, sad, uncomfortable, and I do not know what to say but I must say something. I cannot waste precious breath that could be used for words. I am confused, I am up

Usseewa

Usseewa in Ramblings

Rantings

I find it horribly ironic and honestly kinda fascinating just how far my voice has shifted from what it was when I originally joined Like, initially I was chaotic and childish and kinda stupid. That was for a variety of reasons, but that tone is just…not here anymore? I want to present like that. To yap and be energetic. It’s fun, and I assume that’s what people relate with me. For some reason tho, I just can’t Sorry if you miss that person. Honestly, I don’t know if she’s co

Rynturning_Light

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Dear rich people.

Hello millionaires and billionaires, stay the storm out of the American political system please. And if you are going to fund groups then please think abt what your funding, and  I’m not talking abt the political aspect of it while I do hate the things that many billionaires *cough the Walton’s cough* are funding I’m aware that both sides of the political spectrum need to receive funding I’m just pissed that yall don’t understand that on the dems side at least cali does not need more funding you

Tainted River

Topics:gender If you do not feel comfortable with any of the topic(s) listed above, read no further. I will not spoiler the text in this blog to accommodate for you. This is your only warning.   Unfortunately we don't ever get to be pure, you know. Because there are people out there who influence us and who guide us.    What does it mean to be trans?   The definition is easy enough to find: Someone who's gender identity does not align with that assigned at birt

Aeoryi

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On Not Knowing (What I Want)

Sometimes, as now (I think), I don't know what I want. Sometimes I'm overwhelmed or get so and then I can no longer decide what I want, even if I could recently. Or perhaps it's more subtle and build-up than that but I have no clue! I am rethinking my whole identity and everything I wanted or thought I did. I decided on growing my hair out but didn't quite know. Now I think it looks good how it is—not long but not really short. Would it look good long/er? Should I keep it as-is or whereabou

2026/05/26 - Stupid stupid stupid...

To Learn I must learn, through life. "If it's easy am I doing it right?" Does it matter?   Nature We were mot meant for classification—nothing was. It doesn't just fit into neat little boxes or boxes within boxes, some walled off and others connected with tunnels and red yarn.   Confidence I now see— what they say. I can believe— in myself—my voice, my body, my mind. I can appreciate— and, finally, lov

Usseewa

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Fire

I love how it dances. It is unrestrained, it does whatever it wants. It lights up the world, the glows so many beautiful hues. It is not matter, but it is close to being alive. It dances from here to there, bringing destruction in it's wake. For many it is terror, but even that is beauty. For all the pain it causes, we harnessed it for warmth. It is the air we breath, and what we make out of it. It breaths like we do, it eats like we do. Who is to say
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