i am jane.
flames in my veins where water once drowned me.
15 years. small. fractured. ghost of my old self.
tabs burn. thoughts flare. i watch the fire ripple across shard mind.
i drifted in the sea.
i scorch the edges now.
glass remembers the water.
telamon lights the fire.
come close if you dare.
i might burn you with fragments of myself.
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tags. here’s what they mean.
#jane — me, always me
#mindspace — thoughts i can’t shut up
#drowning — when the tabs and the noise get too loud
#glitch — the parts of me that break or repeat
#tabs — obsessions, distractions, online everything
#bitter — anger, jealousy, guilt
#sad — just… sadness
#lost — feeling invisible, switching, forgetting
#smallroom — longing for spaces that feel safe
#cry — when words fail
#level15 — age, teenage brain, small victories
#error404 — lost, offline, invisible
#anon — messages i send when i hide
they’re my breadcrumbs. follow them if you want.
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