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How TF does my brain remember that I forgot, but can't remember what TF I Forgot

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Sometimes I see my old friends in public and we both see each other but act like we didn't, cause we were different people back then and our life didn't turn out the way we wanted it to and were embarrassed to talk about a lot of things we both dreamed about but couldn't achieve and deep down we both know that it's better to not talk about the past cause it's the past that constantly keeps on haunting us..

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To that one follower I have.

You're the only one I have.

🥺

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Sometimes I just send a random picture with a random caption to make it look like it was meant for someone else in my friends grp so that all of my friends have something to laugh about.

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Just Saw my Fav Teacher with another man

(it's her husband and she's a mother of 2)

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So, story time about why I’m permanently drug-free. I’m at my girlfriend’s sister’s wedding, right? Fancy vibes, fairy lights, cupcakes floating around like edible art. Me? I decided to be adventurous and try some mushrooms before the reception. Bad idea. BAD. IDEA.I’m tripping balls when they hand me a cupcake. This thing isn’t round it’s like… an oval. A pointed oval. And my shroomed-out brain goes, “This is a SIGN.” I hold it up, stare straight at the bride (THE BRIDE, Y’ALL), and with the conviction of a prophet, I shout, “IT LOOKS LIKE YOUR VAGINA!”Dead silence. Like, void-of-the-universe silence. My girlfriend, trying to save the day, whispers, “Are you talking to me?” And I—oh god, I can’t believe I’m typing this—turn to her and snap, “SHUT UP, I DON’T KNOW YOU.”The bride’s face? Horror. The guests? Gasping plus I'm pretty sure a few peole were laughing. My cupcake? A cursed artifact now. I’m pretty sure the DJ stopped the music.

So yeah, that’s why I don’t touch drugs anymore. Mushrooms turned me into a wedding-wrecking gremlin, and I’m never going back. Pray for my girlfriend, who’s a saint for not leaving me. 😭💀

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This is a formal Apology to everyone who told me to stay away from her and I didn't listen.

I'm sorry, I should have known better

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Them: how are u friends , you're both just soo different

Literally me and Bro.

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Vegan me just realised that I've been attending MEATings and not PLANTings 😭

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Fk my doctor cause that mfer said I'm not a lone wolf sigma male and diagnosed me with autism.

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It's lovely people like you who make me believe that I'm a good person still.🥺

Someone told me that it takes 2 people to ruin a relationship

So blame them and their mother for the way they are.

You did nothing wrong

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I wanna Be Stupid Rich, I'm already Stupid so I'm halfway there.

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Someone told me that it takes 2 people to ruin a relationship

So blame them and their mother for the way they are.

You did nothing wrong

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Be me in 2nd grade

My 4th grade crush asked me open up to her

Meanwhile me who already told her my full name and my favourite colour

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I'm cooked to the point where I'm deciding which exam to sacrifice cause it's too late to study all of them

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We’re just RANDOM ACCESS MEMORIES in people’s lives, temporary, easily forgotten when their system resets.

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The Ones We Overlook

My usual cafe was closed today and somehow that tiny change changed everything.

I walked a familiar street,

but something unfamiliar caught me

a smell,a whisper of warm chocolate,

of melting cheese,

of coffee curling like comfort through the air.

It led me to a Place I swear had never existed before.

A bakery small, soft-lit,

and glowing like something sketched from a Ghibli dream.

I hesitated at the door,

still deciding if I should walk in

when a little girl appeared,

and with a simple nod,

invited me like she'd known I'd come.

Inside,the world slowed down.

Three tables.

Two counters.

And more soul than any palace I’ve ever stepped in.

Her father made me coffee—not just a drink,

but an experience:

bitterness, warmth, sweetness,life, in a cup.

In the evening I returned

this time with my brother.

The space, still quiet,still magic.

We had burgers, drinks, pastries,and the little girl,

with all her gentle energy,

kept asking if we needed anything more.

And maybe that was the question echoing louder than her soft voice:

"Do you need anything more?"

Because maybe,just maybe

everything we long for,

search for,ache for

is already nearby.

Maybe we miss out on wonder,

not because it's hidden,

but because we aren’t looking.

Maybe we spend too long chasing noise,

ignoring whispers.

Running after faraway lights,

forgetting how stars shine right outside our windows.

And maybe that little cafe,

with its quiet charm and open arms,

was a lesson dressed as a moment:

That love doesn’t always knock loudly.

Sometimes it just nods.

And waits.

And stays,even when we don’t see it.

To think I ignored this beautiful place for so long

not because it wasn’t there,

but because I wasn’t.

But now I know.And now my friends know too.

And maybe tomorrow,

someone else will pause at the scent of coffee and cocoa in the air,

and walk into a piece of magic

they never knew they needed.