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I don’t really know how I ended up here… maybe by accident, maybe because some part of me was searching for a place where I wouldn’t feel so invisible. Most days, I feel like a ghost wandering through life unnoticed, unwanted, just drifting.
I don’t have friends. No one asks how I am, no one reaches out, no one seems to want to know me. Silence has become the only company I keep, and sometimes that silence feels heavier than anything else in this world. It’s strange how you can be surrounded by people and still feel completely alone.
There are nights I sit awake and wonder why I exist at all. Why was I given breath if it was only meant to hurt? I can’t seem to find my purpose, and the emptiness inside me only grows. I don’t know if I’m meant to be here, or if I’m just waiting to fade away.
I know these words sound broken, but they’re all I have. Maybe they’ll echo out to someone… anyone… who understands what it’s like to feel forgotten. If you’re reading this and you feel even a fraction of what I feel, maybe we could talk. Maybe we could remind each other that being alive doesn’t have to mean being alone.
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Doru
03:41
Jan 26, 2026

Without reflection one does not know from daily life that their subtle transgressions divulge their true nature. Reflection then becomes the bitterest reminder of who we are and who we will become…~bows~
I know that feeling all too well, welcome to the world of kin and kind.
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