mistiffany

This is my bubble.

  • On Yellow 🚦

    This conversation with my brother is nothing new. We have been talking about it for a year already, me living abroad, working, and finally stepping into the version of myself I keep imagining. I kept asking the universe for signs, secretly hoping it would say no so I could stay where it feels safe. But… Read more

  • Hey you

    I still wish you well. I hope things go right for you, whatever path you are on. I hope you find the people and spaces where your energy fits. I hope your life moves in the direction you want, even if I am not part of it. Read more

  • Lukewarm

    Lately, I have been bothered by the role communication plays in a friendship and what it means when two people’s energy does not match. I keep wondering if this is what a lukewarm friendship looks like. I get left on-read, my messages sit there unnoticed, and the conversation never moves unless I push it forward.… Read more

  • What’s Worse at Work?Being Seen-Zoned or the Legendary Long-Press Technique?

    Some people get ignored in love. Me? I get ignored in work chats, which hurts more because at least heartbreak doesn’t slow down the deadlines. Being seen-zoned is already tragic.You send a message, they open it, and then… silence. Professionalism is optional for some, I see. But worse than that is the Long-Press Strategyβ„’ on… Read more

  • πŸ™πŸ»

    Lord, You see my heart more clearly than I do.I offer You my worries, my hesitations, and the way I process things slowly. Stay with me as I rest. Let me wake up tomorrow grounded in Your presence, secure in who I am,and at peace with how You made me. Help me speak when it… Read more

  • Mondays

    The sky reminds me that peace can live in a person and I found mine in you. Read more

  • Borderland

    We mapped constellations in translucent skiesExchanging life hacks where no ending liesIn any lifetime we could ever chooseOur stories tangle, our souls infuseYet fate sabotages the one our love allowsTogether in every universe but ours   Read more

  • Paix (Peace)

    I used to find peacelike an endgame before the epilogue,a labyrinth to explore,a fleeting pink overlaythat demanded flawlessness,every task ticked, every quake stilled. But latelypeace finds mein the blur of small things.On a shabby benchby the grills at dawn,where matcha warms my handsand the world clams up. In conversations that dawdle,unhurried, like leaves falling down.In… Read more

  • TPRF and Graces

    πŸ¦‹πŸŒ±πŸ€(𝘒 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘀𝘡π˜ͺ𝘰𝘯 𝘐 𝘀𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘡 𝘡𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘒𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘒𝘳𝘭π˜ͺ𝘦𝘳 π˜ͺ𝘯 𝘡𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘒𝘴𝘡 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴π˜ͺ𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘀𝘒𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘒𝘴 π˜₯𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯π˜ͺ𝘯𝘨 π˜ͺ𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳π˜₯𝘴 πŸ₯Ή) One of the most significant moments for me at the retreat was when we were encouraged to step outside into nature and find something that catches our attention, as if God Himself was speaking to us… Read more

  • Resurfacing

    Some wounds feel endless. Some tears feel too heavy. Writing this was my way of noticing that even when you sink repeatedly, there’s a way back to the surface. He hurt mein ways so small they looked harmless,a word, a pause, a choice not made.Yet I learned that a single tear,when heavy enough,can drown a… Read more