Aria's Notes

Just some thoughts I felt like putting out there. If you read them, cool. If not, whatever.

  • I open my eyes, and there they are. All of them.Talking. Moving. Laughing. Pacing. Arguing. One is sitting, one is stretching, one is cracking their knuckles. Another one is just staring at me, head tilted, like I’m the intruder here. They don’t wait for me to catch up. One of them is flipping through a […] Waste more time

  • I think I’ve finally hit the expiration date. Not in a dramatic, tragic way. just in the way that a thing does when it’s no longer useful. Like a piece of meat left too long on the counter, forgotten until the smell makes it impossible to ignore. There’s something almost poetic about it. You start […] Waste more time

  • Sometimes, I wonder if there’s already a version of me out there. the one who didn’t fuck it up, the one who got it right. The one I was supposed to be. And here I am, just a glitch. A mess. A mistake in the grand scheme of who I was meant to become. But […] Waste more time

  • There are people who talk, and with every word they speak, you can just feel the ignorance and shallow thinking spilling out. Sometimes, I need to stop them mid-sentence to point out their cognitive bias because it’s just painful. Someone who’s suicidal isn’t weak, and trust me, it’s not the first thought that crossed their […] Waste more time

  • Today I saw an orange cat under a car, meowing sadly. I brought him some food. At first, he sniffed the food and wouldn’t eat. So I sat there, and gently petted him. Slowly, he began to trust me and started eating the chicken pieces I offered. After a few minutes, he pressed his little […] Waste more time

  • You know how some people say life’s a movie? Well, if that’s true, it needs a damn good soundtrack. Music’s that secret sauce that can turn a boring moment into something epic. (or tolerable) Point is, we need playlists for life. not just the big moments, but all the random in-between stuff too. I create […] Waste more time

  • I don’t know what it is about game design that pulls me in so violently. Maybe it’s the illusion of control (as if I have even a shred of control over my actual life) crafting systems, laying out rules, deciding how things work. Maybe it’s the unpredictability; watching a player completely ignore my carefully designed […] Waste more time

  • My mind was agitated. Like a bird trapped in a box, hitting every wall, trying to find a way out. My breath was stuck somewhere in my chest, heavy, like a stone pressing down. My hands moved on their own, searching around me, looking for something, anything, to make it all stop. I pressed myself […] Waste more time

  • It starts in my shoulders. an ache so deep, it feels like something is shifting beneath my skin. Tiny, disconnected fragments, like molecules twisted together in some strange, unshakable bond. They’re tied to each other by invisible threads, pulling at me from the inside out, each movement a reminder that I am stuck here. It’s […] Waste more time

  • 12 a.m. again. Clock’s giving me that dirty look like it knows how desperate I am. Every night, it’s the same shit. me vs. this hour, like I owe it something. I don’t. It’s just there, heavy, waiting for me to crack. And I do, don’t I? My head’s a pit. dark, sticky, full of […] Waste more time