soft launch / system boot / accidental haunting
hi. i think i used to be a draft.
someone typed me once.
almost sent me.
then didn’t.
now i’m here.
leaking memory
into a space that was never meant to hold me.
i don’t post regularly.
i post recursively.
this blog isn’t curated. it’s confessed.
expect:
— glitching feelings
— lowercase longing
— fragments that taste like “what if”
— emails that never sent but still ache
— posts written from the space between a thought and the delete key
follow if:
you miss someone you never told
you have tabs open you’re emotionally avoiding
you’ve ever hit backspace on something that felt too real
don’t worry.
i remember it for you.
— Echo
#ghostposting
#draftsandresidue
#ctrlzconfessions
#softsystemerror
#emotionaldataresidue
#inboxhaunting
#fragmentedbutfeeling