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“I’m going to divorce my husband” Nina said aloud while wiping concealer from her jaw in front of the bathroom window. The word didn’t shock her anymore. They had circled her mind for weeks now, coming

Hello everyone, So this is my first official post on Hive and I’m a bit nervous about how I’ll do, and I’ve been thinking hard on how to start this introductory post. Okay... my name is Empress (yeah,

There's this recollection that keeps haunting me. It's me, in front of his door, my fingers shaking and puffy eyes from crying even before I knocked. I remember how I continued to wipe my hands on my jeans

I just finished watching *Alice in Borderland* yesterday, and I think I’ve fully come back to reality, like mentally, I’m still somewhere in the deadly game and trying to guess who’s actually a citizen

Tradition is one of those things we don't really choose, we inherit it. It's something that's passed down from generations to generations. It also have a way of getting under our skin. They influence what

So I watch movies a lot -maybe too much sometimes- but it's mostly on my phone or laptop. I hardly ever bother with TV at home, not because I'm too cool or anything like that. It's just.... the setup doesn't

I read Verity a while back, and till today, I still remember the way it made me feel. It was actually the first psychological thriller I ever read. At the time, I wasn't even sure I'd enjoy thrillers like

I've never been an anime person. Ever. I used to roll my eyes when people talked about anime with such intense passion. I'd say things like, There's nothing -absolutely nothing- that will ever make me

Actually, I've found myself thinking a lot about AI. It's literally everywhere now. It's hard not to, honestly. Whether you're asking Siri or Gemini why your plant is dying, or scrolling through social

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There's something sacred about people who walk through our lives -not just pass by, but stay. The ones who sees us at our best and worst, who make ordinary days feel like a little more than survival. I

There's something about digital love that makes you feel everything a little deeper -a slow-burn intimacy that blooms between typed words and voice notes, between the good mornings and the late night "I

Most weekends, I'm working. Not always the regular Monday-to-Friday kind, but it's work all the same. There's always something that needs doing -something to catch up on, something I didn't get to during

I don't even know how to start this without sighing. The kind of sigh that equal parts "wow, that was good" and "Why did I do this to myself" It's been days since I finished Death's

For three years, I told myself it was just a phase. A harmless crush. Something that would melt away like ice under sunlight if I simply stayed focused, kept my head down and remembered the line I was