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little bruises and scrapes

hear me out on this one - i got a bit lost on a walk recently and ended up getting caught in a rosebush, and later that day ended up skinning my knee in a race against some friends because i was going downhill way too fast (i won so all is fair in love and war i guess) and just. something about getting childish minor injuries like scraped knees and bruises and scratches from little misadventures makes me feel so nostalgic? i feel like a five year old girl climbing trees and falling out of them again. i kind of miss it.

@ravioli

Feb 13, 2025

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A quick one

Recess in primary school: I hung from the metal spider web–whatever you call it–upside down, until my face would flush as bright as a ruby. The bells rang, the teachers gathered us in. During class I noticed I lost the ring that my best friend Marie had given me cause we got along so well and easy. This ring bore a little ladybug, my lucky charm, and it was the only piece of jewelry I owned at 9 years old. It must've slipped out of my finger earlier, wiggling in the playground pretending to float, I thought. Once I put the pieces back together, recovering the ring became my top priority. The next break was a race against the clock. Although the other kids running around got in my way, I could reach the spot and began scooping the pebbles with my hands. I turned the ground over–my nails and knees all dusty–I dug and dug and picked every rock in this square, but nothing. I was defeated. The ring may still be here as of now, an artifact of where once great friendship took flight. This story isn't an achievement of any kind, it isn't a staple in my life, just an anecdote among many. But it is how I wish to be remembered: a dear friend, arm-deep in the grime, trying to find something special, something shiny, a gift. Thank you for the memories that your question brought up, given that I don't recall most of my childhood, it's a real brain twister (in a good way).

@viennoiserie

Feb 18, 2025

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remembering your body

i tend to forget my body not in a neglectful way but in a running purely on autopilot way. but remembered that the skin around my fingers peels as seasons change and how it feels when you lie down after a long day and all your weight just sinks into the mattress. got a scrape on my knee after cycling for the first time in months. ran my fingers on my arms just to feel the hairs there. made lunch because i wanted to nourish my body and not because i should be eating a certain number of meals a day. idk, we‘ve been bestowed these physical forms to use on earth and as fun as it can be to envision ourselves as just Ideas or Characters™️, let’s not forget our bodies and the beauty they hold!!

@tiff

Feb 21, 2024

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stop!! look at my frog!!

@jilly

Feb 19, 2025

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accepting that you’re not trendy and cool

tried reading dante alighieri’s inferno. key emphasis on tried. i got bored and realised a story written in poem form is not my typa beat. i tried because it seemed like what all the indie hipsters who are well versed would read, and that i would look cool and niche—but it just cost me $25. i prefer crazy detailed paragraphs rather than a line by line story. anyways

@jilly

Feb 17, 2025

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stop saying “i’m sick”!!

saying “i’m sick” when you’re sick is boring. instead, here are some more funky fresh and cool ways to disclose that your immune system has been highjacked (it’s time to revive these sayings from the dead!): “i am indisposed” “i am taken ill” “i am feeling out of sorts” “i am suffering from a bilious attack” “i have been seized by an ague” “i am afflicted with a malaise” “i have taken to my bed” “the vapours have overcome me” “i have a touch of the influenza” “the rheumatism plagues me” “i am laid low with a fever” “i am afflicted with a troublesome ailment” you’re welcome

@jilly

Feb 18, 2025

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