Aya: Depressed but being cute about it 💖

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(IPA: /a.ja/) she/her/it Red hair and homosexual tendencies Software developer, bass player, skateboarder, and professional dumbass.

A screenshot of a notes app containing the poem: I envy the life of a smooth rock. Resting on the beach, warmed by the sun. Untouched by the weight of wanting. Never cursed with asking why. No regrets polished into its surface. No future waiting to be feared. No memories sharp enough to draw blood. It asks nothing of the morning. It owes nothing to tomorrow. It simply is. While I am expected to become. The sea takes it where it wills. The tide returns it without an apology. No choice to make. No path to miss. No wrong turn replayed long after the journey ends. It will never wonder whether it was enough. Never search strange faces for signs of disappointment. Never lie awake holding conversations that never happened. One day it will break, becoming smaller, then smaller still. But it will not mourn what it once was. I wonder if peace is simply not noticing that you're being worn away. But perhaps I've mistaken silence for peace. Perhaps the rock is only smooth because the sea has spent centuries refusing to leave it alone. I don't envy the rock anymore. We were both shaped by what refused to leave us.