𓆩 diary 𓆪

private thoughts, written softly.

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march 3, 2025

today felt slow. the air was heavy, like lace soaked in rain. i stayed in the dark longer than usual.

february 18, 2025

i want a life that feels intentional. candles lit for no reason. music playing just for me.

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