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**r/QuantumImmortality | u/VexedDreamer6166 10d.**

I think I experienced a QI energy field?

Pretty much what the title says. I (24M) hit “send” on an email a few days ago and got hit with this weird like energy field? There was a “vOmp” sound and then my skin and blood felt like static for a second. Ever since then my dreams have been long and ...

**Pretentious Morality**

the hollow performance of righteousness, the sin of doing the right thing for all the wrong reasons. It wears charity like a costume and speaks justice with a forked tongue. The pretentiously moral don’t seek to heal or help . They crave applause, power, or proof that they’re better than the rest. Their ethics are stage props, dragged out only when the crowd is watching...

I used to feel happy inside,

Chin raised as I walked with pride.

But the mask is slipping each day,

And the light in my eyes fades away.

The cracks in my heart are too wide.

I laugh at the right time, I smile on cue,

But none of it feels even slightly true.

I wither in silence, and ache in the night,

Gripping the edges of losing the fight.

Pretending is all I can do.

For years, I’ve worn armor ...

That ass so fat, it look like you smuggling two babies in them jeans. I know you gettin’ child support on that ass.

I whip my head around and glare at him, eyes wide. “The fuck you just say?”

I rear back, hand cocked, ready to slap the stupid out of him.

He screams like a little girl and dives behind the couch. “Don’t hurt me, baby! I was just practicing my stand-up!”

He looks pitiful peeking ...

Oh, old house, I still remember

Running through your halls.

Eight years old with skinned-up knees,

You’d catch me when I’d fall.

You heard me laugh, you heard me cry—

Old house, you saw it all.

You watched when Mom and Dad would fight,

You held me through the longest nights.

You watched me grow and felt me run,

standing tall beneath the sun.

Then one day, we had to go.

I whispered you a soft goo...

I fold paper boats to stay afloat,

setting them adrift in the sink,

beside a sponge that’s lost its shape

and dreams I’ve rinsed down the drain.

Lemon-scented silence

clings to everything I touch.

The cleaner the floor,

the emptier the room.

Pine-Sol and tears,

poured slow into a bucket

too full to lift anymore.

Each boat carries a piece of me

I couldn’t bear to look at.

They sag with the weig...

I’d only been at work for eleven minutes, and the day was already off to a shitty start. First, my alarm didn’t go off. Second, my car wouldn’t start. My husband wasn’t home, so I had to call an Uber. Third, Douche Bag Darrell came barreling out the double doors as I was rushing inside and made me spill hot coffee on my white blouse. I gave him the middle finger, but I don’t think he saw. Too bad....

“Are you fucking crazy?” Brain asked, clearly baffled.

Heart sighed. “Yes, Brain. Yes, I am. Crazy in love.”

“What’s there to love?” Brain snapped, already losing her patience. “He’s an idiot.”

Heart thumped in protest. “We’ve been over this, Brain. I know he’s not perfect, but I love him.”

“Sometimes love isn’t enough, Heart.”

“But it can be,” Heart argued. “Love’s supposed to be messy somet...

I

What is love, if not

suffering in beauty‘s mask?

Only time reveals.

II

Once, I dreamed in white.

Love and laughter, Flowers tossed.

Forever was ours.

III

That dream bled to black,

Mascara tears traced their paths.

Ashes in the veil.

IV

Life without your touch

crashes through me, wave on wave,

from a fractured sea.

V

What is love, if not

death silently waiting to

f...

A trail of lace strewn through the hall,

a torso bruised with lipstick kisses,

bare skin drowning in satin sheets,

like dusk slipping into the throat of night.

Your fingers draw circles, slow and patient,

along the wounds of my broken body.

Oh, how I long to heal beneath

the warmth of your gasping silhouette.

Your breath pools in the curve of my neck.

You’ve locked my heart in a cage

fashio...