#midnightrambles

[renaissancereno]

Who else is scared of being bad at writing? I'm a damn good essayist but shit at narrative.

[renaissancereno]

2025 was a freaking fever dream. 2025 didn't feel real guys! I looked at the number. Nope. Still in 2024. Looked at this year's number—2026—nope. Not a real number. What the fuck is a—*checks calendar*—2026??

[mymidnightrambles]

Midnight Rambles #2

why is it that I am always one thought away from an existential crises? I was fine till I thought how the internet is real but not real. like its real just not tangible. i can interact with it but what makes a thing real or not?  

[mymidnightrambles]

Midnight Rambles #1

we are connected to the world in ways we will never understand. The echoes of the past will be heard by those who the future has yet to provide. listen even if you don`t understand.

[lanfier]

Missing my #midnightrambles it is cold and often wet. I am trying to transition back to #morningwalks https://www.instagram.com/p/CFiS8_FDZZWs66fLcFxFCQfK2GW2OAqFjqUjaA0/?igshid=e4s6ve7czclh

[motivationzero]

This is not it

I realized that the reason I'm always so dissapointed in everything, is that I want things that aren't possible.

I have this fantasy that everything is coverd in gold, diamonds and gems, but thats not life. Life is a dirty and rusty hunk of metal with a small silver lining.

And I need to remember that before I put my expectations way too high. So when things don't end up like I wanted them to, I won't be crushed by dissapointment.

[ponderingpoly]

Adventures in Polyamville

This weekend polyamory meant sitting awkwardly while he and his wife catch up when she gets home, and I've only just met her.

It involved plans changing after dinner and her girlfriend won't be showing up and now it's the three of us. Awkwardly.

Polyam included their kid screaming whenever he's alone with (awkward) me for the first 24 hours, and loving the scribbles he left in my journal.

It was leaving with a smile on my face and in my heart, because even in all my awkwardness it was a good time.

Polyamory this weekend left my self protective anxiety in a tizzy because rational brain is all for this guy, but my emotional heart is scarred and tired and fierce.

Today polyam meant acknowledging and hearing my anxieties. I found myself considering my feelings and thoughts without fixing them. Within lay healing hurts, hard truths, and even a few boundaries.

Laying in bed tonight my polyamory means fiercely choosing love.