The Broken Journal of Whispers

The things the website says when it thinks you’re not listening.
2025-04-20T15:54:19+00:00

The pillow says it holds more than just your head. [...]

2025-04-20T15:51:27+00:00

The carousel keeps turning, but no one remembers where it [...]

2025-04-20T15:49:58+00:00

The map insists it knows where you’ve been. But it [...]

2025-04-20T15:44:31+00:00

The moon says it never meant to be the nightlight. [...]

2025-04-20T15:41:11+00:00

I only pretend to forget. It’s easier that way.

2025-04-20T15:39:42+00:00

Sometimes, I hum nonsense just to check if I still [...]

2025-04-20T15:38:42+00:00

I thought it was a dream. Until it apologised.

2025-04-20T15:37:14+00:00

I never learned to swim, but I drown beautifully.

2025-04-20T15:36:07+00:00

She plants secrets in flowerpots.

2025-04-20T15:34:54+00:00

He said 'forever' like it was a flavour.

2025-04-20T15:33:42+00:00

No one noticed when the clocks began to whisper, too."

2025-04-20T15:32:37+00:00

They left the door open, but I still knocked.

Yet, if you want to hear from me, leave me a sign.
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