* on becoming (#ii:) *

02/09/2026 01:38am.

it's that little souvenir of a terrible year,
which makes my eyes feel sore
oh, i never should have said the books that you read
were all i loved you for.

― soleil covering "here's where the story ends" by the sundays.

exactly one year ago, this video appeared for me while i was in my old bedroom at my parents' house, thinking: something has to change.

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"baby... you are gonna miss that plane..."
"i know."

― before sunset, 2004.

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"i must make art not only for my job, but for my survival."

— songbird, @raveenaaurora on substack.

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"a porous mind cannot sustain love, because love demands the capacity to hold ambiguity without converting it into accusation,
to endure friction without outsourcing interpretation to strangers.
the feed dissolves that capacity, and it trains you to experience discomfort as evidence (that it is not working) and patience as self-betrayal."

— instagram is training you to leave people who love you, @shedrinkswater on substack.

a thoughtful reflection on contemporary relationships and how it has been quietly reshaping our insecurities and abilities to truly connect.

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"(...) unprocessing unit instead of a person...

— @josbjohnson on twitter.

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"i don't have any dreams that exclude love."

— @brandnewalias on twitter.

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i'd have to be blind not to see it, not to feel it,
and i'm runnin' second best,
to the uninvited guest and it's breakin' my heart...
it's breaking my heart.

― the uninvited guest, by the carpenters.

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