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i used to think that i just had awful luck. the kind where you feel like everything you do is an inconvenience to everyone. and you just can't seem to stop making things go wrong. like the other day, i straightened my hair -- and it just started raining the moment i got outside. or how last month, i made a mistake at work and just that moment, my boss walked in. or two years ago. my best friend had left me over a petty, little, stupid argument that should've never happened in the first place. but i didn't just have awful luck. the puzzle pieces, were slowly coming together -- after awhile at least. it never happens in the blink of an eye. i grew to love my natural hair. the borders of it were first, slowly forming -- i still had my job. clicking together. i didn't pay any mind, it didn't occur to me just yet what was happening. then the second border -- i met my best friend. and i slowly began to consider the idea that there was a meaning for this. no, i'm not sure if i believe in heaven or hell, or if theres a lord above. but i do know someone's there either way. putting together everyone's puzzles.
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Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 9:22 PM UTC
everything happens for a reason
i used to think that i just had awful luck. the kind where you feel like everything you do is an inconvenience to everyone. and you just can't seem to stop making things go wrong. like the other day, i straightened my hair -- and it just started raining the moment i got outside. or how last month, i made a mistake at work and just that moment, my boss walked in. or two years ago. my best friend had left me over a petty, little, stupid argument that should've never happened in the first place. but i didn't just have awful luck. the puzzle pieces, were slowly coming together -- after awhile at least. it never happens in the blink of an eye. i grew to love my natural hair. the borders of it were first, slowly forming -- i still had my job. clicking together. i didn't pay any mind, it didn't occur to me just yet what was happening. then the second border -- i met my best friend. and i slowly began to consider the idea that there was a meaning for this. no, i'm not sure if i believe in heaven or hell, or if theres a lord above. but i do know someone's there either way. putting together everyone's puzzles.
date worte: 12/8 in english, i drew inspiration from radioheads song, jigsaw falling into place, gave me a cute little idea. how is everyone?
#puzzle#puzzles#believe#reason#luck
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15/F/not home
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 9:22 PM UTC
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