july 20, 2025
i told someone too much. again. they looked at me like i was a broken glass they didn’t ask to hold.
diary
this page holds thoughts, entries, fragments. stuff i write when i’m falling apart, staying still, or just need to feel real again. updates get posted here manually — this is all intentional, even when it’s messy.
july 17, 2025
forgot what sleep feels like again. lights buzz in my skull. wrote too much code. drank too much silence.
july 23, 2025
woke up in someone else’s bed. or maybe it was mine. felt the same either way.