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I Don’t Trust Men With My Softness.
I fear being slowly misunderstood, fearing I’ll disappear silently into someone else’s world.
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The Pattern I Canât See
I notice it again. The same endings, the same silence after the laughter, the same small betrayals that arenât even theirs. Could it be me? Am I carrying the thread that unravels everything? I want to blame the universe. I want to blame them. But maybe I just sit here, tracing the invisible line, and…