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Hello, Dear Reader,

I'm Ruby. This is my little corner where I share my poetry and writing (both fictional and personal). Some themes may be mature (NSFW 18+), sensitive, and/or triggering, so please proceed with care. ♡

My second blog, @foreword-melancholia, is a collection of words/sentiments from other writers and poets that I'm in the process of lovingly curating.

I thank you kindly for visiting and hope that what I write speaks to you.

All my love,

R.T. ✍︎

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𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 ღ

𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 ღ

The echo chambers continue to grow larger and noisier. The more we separate from each other due to opinions and thoughts, the more we crumble as a society. Accept the discomfort of not knowing everything. Speak with someone who holds a different perspective. Listen rather than react. Disagree without malice or violence. Expand your mind beyond what's on the media or on your social feed. Are your thoughts your own? Or are they a product of what you have consumed? Have you been manipulated to hate? To not look past what you've been told? If you find yourself answering yes, it's okay. You aren't flawed, or morally wrong, or less than. We are human and capable of change, even when all seems lost. Don't let opinions keep you captive and blind to genuine empathy and intellectual growth. Do not let yourself be misguided by those who continue to further divide us.

With love,

𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 ღ

ᵉˣᶜᵉʳᵖᵗˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃⁿ ᵘⁿʷʳⁱᵗᵗᵉⁿ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ 𐙚

ᵈᵉᶜᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵉˣᶜᵉʳᵖᵗˢ 𐙚

𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 ღ

𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 ღ

ᵉˣᶜᵉʳᵖᵗˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃⁿ ᵘⁿʷʳⁱᵗᵗᵉⁿ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ 𐙚

𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 13,195 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔? / 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 / 𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 / 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌 / 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒐𝒓-𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒑 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒔 / 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚 / 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒕 / 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 / 𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒔 / 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔 / 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 / 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒎 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒓 / 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 / 𝑰 𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 / 𝒌𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒎𝒆 / 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔? / 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚? / 𝑰 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒃 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 / 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 / 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝑰 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉 / 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 / 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒎𝒆 / 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 / 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 / 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 / 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 / 𝑰 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 / 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 / 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒙 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.

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