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HorrorandMusic · 26-30, F
We love the aesthetic of wisdom more than the work of living it. I say I want to be alone but spiral into existential dread if someone leaves me on read for too long. I write sad stories about letting go and then cling to decade-old nostalgic memories like they’re relics. Nobody’s living their truth 24/7. Half of us are barely living at all.