notes • after midnight

hi. this is where i put the words i can’t say out loud.

some of these are finished. some are “almost.” most of them were typed with cold coffee nearby and feelings pretending to be normal.

line of the night

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stories i wrote to survive a feeling.

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the human behind the words.

i’m raf. i write like i’m trying to hold a feeling still long enough to name it. i like clean pages, soft drama, and tiny details that hurt in a polite way.