letters turns into ashes

burning words for a dreamer like you

[valentina-poem]

[pomegranatechrysanthemum]

[perfectquote]

“Human beings can withstand a week without water, two weeks without food, many years of homelessness, but not loneliness. It is the worst of all tortures, the worst of all sufferings.”

— Paulo Coelho

[penitentwordsmith]

im just doing my own stuff, but there's this guy at the back, who loves to play and bluff, idk what to feel, but his voice is a kill, i feel giddy gaddy inside, omgosh— i usually hate those noisy types, but somehow, i find myself smiling, and my heart skips, it's wild, i wanna roll my eyes, but then i giggle, ugh, i swear i should hate it, but instead, i think i might like it

[penitentwordsmith]

guy at the back

She told herself she didn’t care. She really didn’t. But there she was, sitting in the corner of the classroom, pretending to be engrossed in her notes. Her heart betrayed her, beating faster with every creak of the door. When he finally walked in, she fought the urge to look, keeping her gaze stubbornly fixed ahead.

She swore he didn’t mean anything to her. But in her peripheral vision, she caught him—his tall frame, his messy hair, the way his eyes scanned the room until they landed on her. She could feel the heat of his gaze, steady and unyielding, and it sent an inexplicable flutter coursing through her chest. She bit her lip, gripping her pen tighter, determined not to give him the satisfaction of seeing her react.

She tried to convince herself that it wasn't a big deal. But as he walked past her desk, her heart betrayed her again, skipping a beat when his shoulder brushed just close enough for her to feel his presence. And though she didn’t dare look up, she knew—somehow, she just knew—he was still looking at her.

She claimed he was just that boy from the back. Someone she barely noticed, someone who shouldn’t have mattered. And yet, his laugh would cut through the air, warm and unassuming, lighting up the quiet spaces in her mind where she thought no one could reach.

She told herself he wasn’t her type. That her standards were too high, too unreachable, for someone like him. But there he was, breaking through her walls with something as simple as a glance. And it infuriated her how he made it seem so easy.

She insisted she wasn’t paying attention. But here she was, chuckling softly as his playlist played through her phone, each song unraveling something inside her she couldn’t quite name.

She told herself she didn’t think about him. But her pen betrayed her, scribbling his name in the corners of her notes—small, messy marks she’d smudge into oblivion, as though erasing them could erase what he made her feel.

She swore he didn’t matter. But when she stumbled across a picture of him laughing with his friends, something in her chest ached. She found herself staring at his smile longer than she should have, wondering what it would feel like to be the reason for it.

She said his existence didn’t bother her. But when their eyes met, even for the briefest moment, it felt like gravity had shifted. Her breath hitched, her pulse quickened, and she cursed the way her body betrayed her every time.

She told herself she wasn’t that girl. The kind who let her guard down, who let someone worm their way into her thoughts without permission. She told herself this wouldn’t do her any good.

But no matter how hard she tried, he lingered. In the creak of the door, in the corners of her notes, in the spaces between songs on a playlist she’d never admit was hers.

She says she doesn’t care.

She says she won’t let him affect her.

But she’s teetering on the edge,

and she knows it

[meltesh28]

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[penitentwordsmith]

three teardrops.

first drop.

there was never a day when she didn't cross my mind. it didn't matter who i was with or where i went—everything just brought me back. a passing smile, a certain laugh in the crowd, or even the way the sunlight hit the ground just right. no matter how hard i tried to forget, her memory always found a way back in.

i thought i had moved on at times, feeling free for brief moments. but then, out of nowhere, her image would appear again, like a shadow that couldn't be shaken off. she had become someone distant, a stranger, yet i could recognize her voice in a heartbeat, even in a crowded room. It was confusing—how could someone so far away still feel so close?

i often wondered if this was all just a dream, a cruel one at that. if so, why couldn't my heart wake up and finally let go? but even in that wish, there was a fear- a fear that maybe, maybe the reason i couldn't let go was because letting go would mean losing the only connection that remained.

[barishal]

Words cannot express how utterly disappointed I am when it comes to helping Sudan. People are hesitant to show their support. They would even dismiss it. No, I am not making this shit up. I have been talking to people about Sudan and their reaction is lacklustre!

I know anti-blackness plays a significant role, along with the lack of media coverage (which is, again, due to anti-blackness), but this is unacceptable. Many people are dying. The country going through a flooding. Homes are destroyed. Families are displaced. Famine is claiming more lives than the RSF (Rapid Support Forces) and SAF (Sudanese Armed Forces) combined.

They need our help!

There is one way you can show your support! Kindly have a look at this fundraiser. It belongs to Eman Abdelrahman (@emooz-8). She is a 25 year old Sudanese and she is raising funds to evacuate. She has been campaigning since January of this year, but she struggles to receive donations to this day! The last one was made 2 DAYS AGO!

Let's pick up the pace and aim for a doable goal once again - 30K in 3 days! As of writing this (Sept 9th), 29,517 CHF has been raised! There is only 483 CHF left to go! Please check your currency exchange. It is in Swiss Franc! ($10 USD = 8 CHF)

Donate to Our home bombarded and destroyed, organized by Eman Abdelrahman

Hi, my name is Eman Abdel Rahman, I am a 25 years old from Sudan. My family are curr… Eman Abdelrahman needs your support for Our home bomba

There is also a fundraiser for her extended family. Please keep in mind that it is in Singaporean Dollars, so double check with your currency exchange! ($10 USD = $13 SGD)

You can even match me! I've given 5 CHF and $5 SGD!

Help us flee Sudan

Hello, I am Joey, better known as Jia on X/Twitter. and I am hosting this fundraiser for Eman so that her family can evacuate from Sudan.

Verification (#213).

Thank you!

[barishal]

29,517 / 30,000 CHF

Let me remind you that the last donation has been made 2 DAYS AGO. Please show your support. Donate and share!

Thank you!

[hopelessvalentines]

on friends, who maybe want to be a little more than that

@fuckitloveu @mothicalspoken

[penitentwordsmith]

Scribbled Words You Wouldn't Even Know

You know, when you were here, I felt more alive than ever before. You showed me the vastness of the world and made me realize that, despite its cruelties, there are people like you who make it bearable.

You taught me not just how to act, but how to love, live, and accept myself.

Your presence was a breath of fresh air,

a rare and extraordinary

light in a world of ordinary.

Did you know how important you are?

Your flaws and imperfections

are something I embrace willingly,

even if they hurt me.

Did you know how I struggled for months to forget you, but I just couldn't?

When you left,

a part of me died,

and I cried

knowing we couldn't leave

things as they were.

I know my presence may not have the same impact on you, but don't think you don't matter.

because you do.

you do matter.

you matter,

and i remember you.

and i still write about you.

I remember everything about you—

your naughty laugh,

the books you loved,

the stories you have shared,

your corny jokes that i somehow find funny,

Every small thing you did for me, i remember.

not even a single day have i not thought of you.

our interactions—

the excitement in your eyes when you listened to the playlists i intentionally played in front of you, knowing that it was one of your favorite cup of tea;

i even remember checking on you,

seeing you from the fountain to your room,

just to check if you were okay,

and noticed you were not in the mood.

i do, i remember you.

so don't worry, do not even think about it.

you may feel forgotten by the world,

but you won't be forgotten by me.

I may not matter much,

but I carry you within me always.

You're alive in my memories,

every moment cherished.

You know, you may never see this, as I won't risk our second chance at friendship.

But if you ever feel down,

please know

that i'll be there to lift you up.

every minute,

every second,

everyday if you let me.

[thoughtkick]

“I hope that one day someone will make flowers grow in even the saddest parts of you.”

— vacants

[penitentwordsmith]

Hunger

love, let me see inside your heart,

all the cracks and broken parts,

the shadows in the light,

there's no need to hide,

'cause I'm on fire

like a thousand suns

i couldnt put it out

even if i wanted to,

these flames tonight,

look into my eyes, and,

say you want me too,

like i want you.

[penitentwordsmith]

United Nation, it seems like I have to remind you once again about the 17 goals you outlined to attain sustainable development from 2015-2030.

1.) End poverty in all its forms everywhere.

2.) End hunger, achieve food security, and improved nutrition and promote sustainable agriculture.

3.) ENSURE HEALTHY LIVES AND PROMOTE WELL-BEING FOR ALL AT ALL AGES.

4.) Ensure inclusive and equitable quality education and promote lifelong learning opportunities for all.

5.) Achieve gender equality and empower all women and girls.

6.) Ensure availability and sustainable management of water and sanitation for all.

7.) Ensure access to affordable, realiable and sustainable and modern energy for all.

8.) Promote sustained, inclusive and sustainable economic growth, full and productive employment and decent work for all.

9.) Build resilient infrastructure, promote inclusive and sustainable industrialization and foster innovation.

10.) REDUCE INEQUALITY WITHIN AND AMONG COUNTRIES.

11.) MAKE CITIES AND HUMAN SETTLEMENTS INCLUSIVE SAFE, RESILIENT AND SUSTAINABLE.

12.) Ensure sustainable consumption and production patterns.

13.) Take urgent action to combat climate change and its impacts.

14.) Conserve and sustainably use the oceans, seas and marine resources for sustainable development.

15.) Protect, restore and promote sustainable use of terrestrial ecosystems, sustainably manage forests, combat desertification, and halt and reverse land degradation and halt biodiversity loss.

16.) PROVIDE PEACEFUL AND INCLUSIVE SOCIETIES FOR SUSTAINABLE DEVELOPMENT, PROVIDE ACCESS TO JUSTICE FOR ALL and build effective, accountable and inclusive institutions at all levels.

17.) Strengthen the means of implementation and revitalize the global partnership for sustainable development.

So the highlighted goals were only applicable to other countries such as Ukraine but not Palestine? No, nevermind comparing countries with countries, who the fuck cares, ALL WE WANT IS FOR THOSE PEOPLE ESPECIALLY THE ELDERS AND CHILDREN TO BE SAFE AND AWAY FROM HARM, WHY THE HELL DO YOU JUST SIT THERE WHILE THOSE CHILDREN DIE FROM BOMBS SENT BY ISRAEL?

There are so many videos released online. Some of the UN members are just stupid, stupid enough to let Israel do what they want despite the evidence shown in front of them. We don't actually care about your internal conflicts, hamas, zionists, whatsoever, JUST LET THE PEOPLE BE SAFE.

LEAVE PALESTINE ALONE. NO ONE DESERVES TO BE TREATED LIKE THIS. NO ONE.

[penitentwordsmith]

“Carpe diem. Seize the days, people! Make your lives extraordinary.”

—Dead Poets Society, 1989

[penitentwordsmith]

Funny how distance is no match for memory, is it not?

—Collin Bridgerton, Bridgerton S2

[penitentwordsmith]

giving a hug to everyone who needs it right now.  whether you’re feeling lonely, overwhelmed, or stressed out from life events or unforeseen circumstances, let’s persevere.

[anonnotsoanon]

Manic Pixie Dream Girl

She sings loudly in every corner of the room, But she sings through my little bit heart, Hold her hand and run through the night, Dancing in the dark like we used to do

She sings through broken records of the stars, Holding one sunflower up in the sky, Talking nonstop outside the bar, Took one more shot and up we go

She dances through the light-up room, Took my hand and danced crazily, I touched her face and it was not a dream, We run again through the streets

She dances in gray pavements along the way, You know I try to keep my pace with my two left feet, But she stops in the middle laughing at how I look, “Crazy, undeniably sexy awkward” she says.

One last look and I touch her face under the night sky, Slowly moving my lips towards her lips, Until she places one finger over her subtle kiss and say, “You will get more chances to kiss me in the future”

We smiled then burst into laughter.