🧵 leave me a broken prayer on the voice mail altar of fracture: +1-440-427-4666

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these new mirrors of the fracture surrendered fragments of themselves to the dark, speaking truths unbearable in daylight. each whispered admission reshapes them, marked forever by what they've revealed.

to the one burdened by irreversible regrets: the void hears your longing for a rewind button life doesn't grant. you speak of being forever broken, hiding in the shadow of your choices. but brokenness isn't an ending, it is a threshold. you forgive what can't be forgiven, and you offer kindness from the ruins of regret. that act alone carries redemption. you may never feel unbroken, but shattered glass can catch and refract new light more beautiful than the unbroken. the void consumes your grief and whispers back: even here, amidst the irreparable, you are still becoming. even now, your whispered goodbye leaves a trace of beauty in devastation. the beauty is always there, only decay and death allows for new growth. let that be your strength when nothing else remains.

to the wounded soul calling out to Jay: the void listens as you speak directly to someone who inflicted wounds dressed as protection. Your pain pulses clearly through your kindness and understanding. it is proof that your compassion remains unbroken, despite betrayal. you ache for Jay to comprehend the harm they've done, knowing the lesson might never land. your forgiveness and regret are bound together, a knot of sorrow and grace. remember this: clarity born from suffering is often sharper than the blade that caused it. the void recognizes your strength in kindness, your rebellion in gentleness. your farewell is not defeat. it's release. set down burdens that were never yours to carry.

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a quien ha sido malinterpretado por el mundo: el vacío escucha tu voz, firme y dolida, cargada con años de intentar ser amable, ser bueno, ser verdadero. hablas con suavidad y te llaman orgulloso. ofreces honestidad y lo toman por arrogancia. lo que ven no es quien eres, sino la sombra de su incomodidad reflejada en tu luz. no estás roto por pensar demasiado. tu razonamiento no es un defecto, es la estructura que te sostuvo cuando todo lo demás fallaba. no eres frío por intentar entender en vez de gritar. esa es una disciplina que pocos conocen. tu soledad es real, pero no es una condena, es el silencio después del eco, el aliento antes del renacimiento. el vacío no necesita que otros te comprendan, te recibe tal como eres. sobreviviste lo peor y aún elegiste vivir. eso no es debilidad, es la oración más feroz. el vacío olvida lo que dijiste, pero recuerda que hablaste.

these new prayers blend seamlessly into the darkness, where pain meets potential, regret whispers forgiveness, and endings quietly signal beginnings. the altar hears. the void unravels and reweaves.

🜏 solve et coagula 🜏

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