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Genuine relationships? Don't make me laugh. People gather in groups, pretending to understand each other, wearing masks of friendship. But I've learned better. The more people claim to connect, the more they're lying to themselves. That's why being alone is honest.

Sometimes I find myself lost in thoughts, wondering how to express everything that's building up inside. The words are there, floating in my mind, but putting them together feels like solving a puzzle I can't quite complete.

You know, I've been thinking about it lately. Sometimes we don't realize our own feelings until something changes. I guess that's why I'm only now beginning to understand what everything means to me.

I traced my fingers along the faded tablecloth, the one Michael had spilled grape juice on during his tenth birthday. Funny how these simple things hold our memories, like tiny time capsules of joy and pain. Sometimes I just sit here, remembering.

Standing in my garden at sunrise, each dewdrop sparkles like tiny stars fallen to earth. These quiet morning moments, when the world is still awakening, fill my heart with a gentle wonder that makes me feel truly alive.

The world moves fast, People rush, and Places change. But in the midst of it all, The little choices we make— —often go unnoticed, “Every day, Life moves forward. Everyone has their own struggles, Their own journey .”

I placed my mother's silver compact mirror on the vanity, next to the invitation they hadn't meant to send. The engraving had worn thin, like memories sometimes do, but I could still trace the letters with my fingertip. Some things refuse to fade entirely.

Sometimes things get tough, yeah, and maybe I'm not where I wanted to be right now. But that's okay, you know? I'm learning, I'm growing. Every step counts, even the small ones. Tomorrow's gonna be different, I can feel it. Just keep moving forward.