Journal
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Still here, still me
Because pain, when it isn’t numbing or overwhelming, has the power to strip everything back. It quiets the noise. It shows you what matters. What you can live without. And what you can’t.
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The weight of truth
To the man and his friends, truth only lies in his presentation. I’m not breaking the secret for the sake of being honest to myself.
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Mr Boljangles
Jazz often feels like a contradiction. It reframes sorrow with an almost rebellious joy, and Simone embodies this beautifully.
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Tears behind the wheel
Perfect days surface within the grey areas where I reduce my conformity to societal norms, allowing those rigid lines to fade.
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Grand gunfire
Our world extends far beyond what’s right in front of us, if only we recognise that our pain is just a small piece of a vast tapestry. I am the gun for those I cherish.