Kajay
@kajay.bsky.social
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nothing really means anything.
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savoirfail.bsky.social
Your gaslight problem should not be my gaslight problem.
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sitting in how it feels a little longer each time
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not every experience deserves a silver lining
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time is how you free yourself
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let doubt speak when it needs to
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we don’t lose ourselves in words like we used to
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losing yourself, finding yourself, over and over
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not every thought you meet needs to go home with you
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savoirfail.bsky.social
After a while, they ARE just words.
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hatesnicethings.bsky.social
Enlightenment comes from sitting in the dark and talking to yourself for the majority of your adult life.
Right?
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miseryhighlight.bsky.social
I can’t think of anything that “fuck this mess” couldn’t be applied to right now. Can you?
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miseryhighlight.bsky.social
How do you tell algorithms that you are interested in something else now. That the hyperfocus is over.
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jarofjuice.bsky.social
New Bebe leaves 💛
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xlix.me
Everyone can avoid the drizzle outside. Yet none can escape the storm inside.
Photo by Philip Warp. A solitary figure walks down a wet city sidewalk at night, holding a large umbrella. Reflections of red and yellow lights shimmer on the pavement, casting a cinematic glow that contrasts with the deep shadows. Tall brick buildings line the alley, some windows glowing faintly. The blurred foreground and low light evoke a fleeting, almost dreamlike atmosphere—urban solitude in motion, under soft rain and neon hues.
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xlix.me
The stairs are not taking you somewhere—they are the somewhere.
PHOTO by Rido Alwarno. A moss-lined stone staircase ascends through a quiet forest, dappled with morning light filtering through young trees. The air is misty, softening the edges of leaves and casting a glow over the dewy undergrowth. Fallen leaves rest along the steps, untouched, as the path disappears gently into the luminous haze ahead.
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miseryhighlight.bsky.social
Not enough time to go insane anymore.
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trending is where things go to be terrible
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l-isme.bsky.social
Letters written
Softly penned
Lingered thoughts

Emotions scribed
Notes never sent~✍️
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desdelboy.bsky.social
Linocut by Jennifer Jokhoo ‘Solitude’
Size 50 x 35 cm.
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kajay.bsky.social
when everything starts to shift but change hasn’t caught up yet
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the courage to let emotion take you through the feeling
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another season will hug you in all the right places