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Adia Bali
Words on being human: messy, tender, and always becoming!
Launched 9 months ago
Adia Bali
Time does not heal, it only edits.
If memory were honest, I would never miss half the people I grieve.
Mar 19•Adia Bali
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I knew I could choke you in my sleep.
On loving someone enough to fear yourself.
May 11•Adia Bali
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My Mother Had Dreams Before She Had Me
On Seeing My Mother as a Person for the First Time
May 21•Adia Bali
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I Inherited a Dead Man's Phone Number
That's how I met the love of my life.
Jun 22•Adia Bali
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We Are All Secretly Horny For A Catastrophe
On exhaustion, overstimulation, delayed meaning, and the psychological arousal toward collapse.
Jun 16•Adia Bali
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Recent posts
You kept me away from the sky!
Apr 23•Adia Bali
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I don’t want what’s good for me. I want what feels like you.
Knowing Better but Wanting Worse
Apr 7•Adia Bali
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Empathy as a Self-Sacrifice Ritual
Wanting to know the knife and believing it won't kill.
Feb 27•Adia Bali
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I love my mother, I just don't like her.
On loving my mother and watching myself resemble her
Feb 12•Adia Bali
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The Parts of Ourselves That Only Emerge in Love
Some selves don’t exist until intimacy calls them out.
Jan 29•Adia Bali
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Emotional consent. Psychological consent. Time consent.
Jan 19•Adia Bali
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What I Know That AI Never Will
The human things AI can’t touch
Jan 5•Adia Bali
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