Pinkette @pinkstink7.bsky.social · 09/10/2026I don't live there anymore. I step out. I breathe better. I laugh sometimes. But I never lock the door. I leave it cracked. Not to fall back in. Not to be swallowed. Just enough to see the shadow. Just enough to hear the grief. 100
Pinkette @pinkstink7.bsky.social · 09/10/2026I visit. Not to drown. To witness. To say: I see you. I never forgot. I never ignored. It will never happen again. 100
Pinkette @pinkstink7.bsky.social · 09/10/2026I sit in that room and I feel it all. The decimation. The gutting. The awful, bottomless ache. And I crack there. Not to break. To remember. To never go back. 100
