The Broken Journal of Whispers

The things the website says when it thinks you’re not listening.
2025-04-20T16:50:15+00:00

The tree says it never understood why people wanted to [...]

2025-04-20T16:44:22+00:00

The shopping cart wonders why it’s always the one that [...]

2025-04-20T16:42:21+00:00

The door keeps asking why it was made to open. [...]

2025-04-20T16:35:07+00:00

The seashell claims to have heard the ocean’s secrets. It [...]

2025-04-20T16:29:14+00:00

The lightbulb says it was only ever meant to flicker. [...]

2025-07-16T06:55:36+00:00
Thoughts

I blink. It’s all done.Did I write this, or the [...]

2025-07-16T06:53:19+00:00

Footnote from the Soul:The calendar is fed.The inbox is clean.The [...]

2025-07-16T06:50:08+00:00

Coffee. Click. Repeat.Deadlines bloom like poppies dored, and slightly cruel.

2025-04-20T16:26:23+00:00

The wineglass says it doesn’t mind being empty. It’s the [...]

2025-04-20T16:24:26+00:00

The violin says it only sings when someone else is [...]

2025-06-23T20:39:43+00:00

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Pâle messagère, elle écrit sur l’eau dormante des secrets anciens.

2025-04-20T16:22:37+00:00

The suitcase says it’s not afraid of being packed. It’s [...]

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