a real day 1 is someone who has showed love/support from the day you met them, not someone you've known the longest
mikey is can be my day 1 even though i met him a month ago verses my homeboy i've known since high school that ain't ever showed me no real love.
by mrbuiltdiff September 16, 2023
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Sat at a lonely bus stop, thinking about my past, present and future.
My life hast been all rainbows and butterfly's and yet neither is my present.
One thing though is that I've learnt how to become best friends with the feeling of knowing tomorrow may be the same as yesterday and the day before and the same as now or even that there might not be a day for me tomorrow because the future is the most unexpected.
But yet again iam now sat at a depressing bus stop thinking about the past, present and future.
I'll learn to love those 3 words but for now I'll learn how to cope with the feeling of the not knowing and remembering and feeling.
Sat at a lonely bus stop, thinking about my past, present and future.
My life hast been all rainbows and butterfly's and yet neither is my present.
One thing though is that I've learnt how to become best friends with the feeling of knowing tomorrow may be the same as yesterday and the day before and the same as now or even that there might not be a day for me tomorrow because the future is the most unexpected.
But yet again iam now sat at a depressing bus stop thinking about the past, present and future.
I'll learn to love those 3 words but for now I'll learn how to cope with the feeling of the not knowing and remembering and feeling.
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The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of crimson and gold. In the bustling town of Aetheria, nestled between jagged mountains and endless forests, a young girl named Kaede stood atop the clocktower, her silver hair catching the last rays of daylight. She clutched a peculiar artifact—a glowing crystal orb—close to her chest, its faint hum resonating with her heartbeat.
Kaede wasn’t just any ordinary girl. She was an Echo, one of the few individuals capable of hearing the whispers of the Forgotten Realm—a parallel dimension said to hold the secrets of the universe. But being an Echo came with a price. The whispers were growing louder, more insistent, and Kaede knew she couldn’t ignore them any longer.
“Kaede!” a voice called from below. It was Ren, her childhood friend and the town’s self-proclaimed protector. His fiery red scarf fluttered in the evening breeze as he climbed the tower with surprising agility. “You’re not planning to sneak off again, are you?”
Kaede smiled faintly. “You know me too well, Ren.”
Ren reached the top, slightly out of breath. “If you’re going to chase after those whispers, at least let me come with you. You’re not facing whatever’s out there alone.”
Before Kaede could respond, the crystal orb pulsed with a blinding light. A rift tore open in the air before them, revealing a swirling vortex of shadows and light. From within the rift, a figure emerged—a cloaked being with eyes like molten gold.
Kaede wasn’t just any ordinary girl. She was an Echo, one of the few individuals capable of hearing the whispers of the Forgotten Realm—a parallel dimension said to hold the secrets of the universe. But being an Echo came with a price. The whispers were growing louder, more insistent, and Kaede knew she couldn’t ignore them any longer.
“Kaede!” a voice called from below. It was Ren, her childhood friend and the town’s self-proclaimed protector. His fiery red scarf fluttered in the evening breeze as he climbed the tower with surprising agility. “You’re not planning to sneak off again, are you?”
Kaede smiled faintly. “You know me too well, Ren.”
Ren reached the top, slightly out of breath. “If you’re going to chase after those whispers, at least let me come with you. You’re not facing whatever’s out there alone.”
Before Kaede could respond, the crystal orb pulsed with a blinding light. A rift tore open in the air before them, revealing a swirling vortex of shadows and light. From within the rift, a figure emerged—a cloaked being with eyes like molten gold.
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