HeyJaredThe Girl With the Broken Heart
Notes on burnout, softness, dancing, and learning to live with a heart that still feels everything.
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Unfortunately, She Works Here - Part 2 (opens the original)
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When I was back, she clocked the change immediately. She always does. Makes it easier to torment me, I suppose."Well well well," she pointed the cigarette at me. "Look who just had another jealousy fit."I sat down on the chair across from her. I wanted to scream at her but I was too tired.I drank some of my cold tea. She took another drag, clearly waiting for my next step."You know very well why I feel that.""Yes, yes." She waved impatiently. "I read your little essay on the topic. Doesn't chang
Unfortunately, She Works Here (opens the original)
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She was beautiful. If only she wasn't Death incarnate.Coffee in one hand, a half-finished cigarette in the other.I felt the familiar panic rise in my chest as she tilted her head and stared at me.God, can you be even more cliché?"So?" she asked, and I had no answer. I never had, not once in my whole life."I now know who you are. Could you please fucking stop?"She laughed, loud, bitter, and I was searching for hatred in the sound... But it wasn't there. "You are desperately trying to believe that
I Live In My Head And It's Getting Tiring (opens the original)
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In the last year and a half, I retreated to my mind.You probably wouldn't realise if you looked at me. I work, dance, and occasionally scream into the void.I, however, haven't been okay since forever. See: title of this publication.Some time last year I began creating a fictional universe in my head and I began preferring it to my real life.Think of the movie Inception, or the Deep Space Nine episode It's Only A Paper Moon.And for a while, it helped immensely.I was coping better with my life fee
Synergy (opens the original)
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They're sitting At giant tablesTalking about synergy And aligning with someoneWe're sitting At makeshift tablesThey know about our problems But don't worryThe future is bright Everyone's sittingChained to their desksZoom sayingThis call is being recorded Everyone responded yesTo another round of lies Because the only other optionIs social deathCracking some jokesAn hour of pretending Coffee cups on the deskWhile our brains are bleedingPeople & Culture<p
What The Heck Is Wrong With Me? (opens the original)
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It began with a mediocre moment, as almost always.I stood in the kitchen, watching the husband pour milk on his cereal.And my brain was calculating if I will have enough milk for tonight (cereal I just wanted to eat) and tomorrow (cereal in the morning).A few seconds ago, when he came to the kitchen after I called him and we spoke a bit about mundane housework stuff, I was turning back towards him and I saw that he got a bowl already and was holding the choco cereal thingy we had at home.I, bein
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