Sarah Schuler (Age: 23)

I saw you in my dreams again. I bet you never dream about me. I don’t even want you to.   When I dream of you, it’s not out of longing. It’s the pain you caused. The fear you planted...

Can’t I just be lost in the pages? Not thinking of anything, anyone— existing only in the words written, no before, no after, only the moment. No obligation, no action, just peace. Forgetting to breathe as I await to be...

That beautiful feeling of the first look, the first touch, the first conversation— all those firsts are the ones we remember most. Do you remember it? The way it pulsed with the force of something otherworldly? Even though we know...

Force. Résilience. Deux mots qu’on m’attribue sans cesse, comme une évidence, mais qui résonnent dans le vide. C’est quoi, cette force dont tout le monde me parle ? Moi qui étouffe sous mes larmes chaque nuit, noyée dans un océan...

That beautiful feeling of the first look, the first touch, the first conversation— all those firsts are the ones we remember most. Do you remember it? The way it pulsed with the force of something otherworldly? Even though we know...