Anton Chekhov, "after the theatre"
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you've felt that way.
- Charles Bukowski
I am a pendulum of extreme emotions, manic then melancholy drowning in old rivers that deliver the soft silt of silk reflections, while computing, and transmuting deep feelings into poems.
As soon as the shifting moods pass, when the wild white moon changes phases moving from face to face, full to crescent, light displacing the darker spaces in outer space, I fall asleep to let my dreams seek salvation.
No pressure just freedom in seeing my being soaring, no wings needed, no one telling me who I gotta be, just a rockabye as I say goodbye to the world that I used to know.
-2023
I know you want to die. So I have sought to take my revenge. You made a mistake, When you picked a poet as a lover. For I have written you into existence, So you will live forevermore. I know you want to die. So I will not give you the pleasure. You will never rest in peace For you will lay here on these pages. They will inscribe my words on your tombstone “Here lies a fool who played with fire and got burned.”
A Poet’s Revenge Original Poem by itsjustnxkki
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Unpopular opinion but not everyone deserves an explanation.
Sometimes ghosting is the safest/healthiest way out of a friendship. If there’s nothing left to save I’m not going to waste whatever I have left spilling my heart out on how they’ve hurt me. Because let’s be real if you were good friends you’d have communicated what offends/hurts you, you’d have agreed to not do it again so if it did happen again there’s really no point in explaining a second time. You’re not a mechanic . You shouldn’t have to tweak your machine here and there to build the perfect person. On the other end of the spectrum: Stop with the emotionally driven paragraphs asking for explanations on why they might have ghosted you . You’re degrading yourself, and showing absolutely no self respect. Trust me they’ve done you a favour by departing quietly. Respect the dead and move on
Growing up seems tragic when you're 22 and missing a party is the worst thing you could do
but 30 year old me would tell you birthdays aren't scary after 25
and wrinkles aren't bad, they mean you showed emotion
which means you were alive.
Ides of March 2025 is going to be a fucking blast because it will have been 2069 years since Caesar's death day
julius caesar has been dead for 2067 slutty, slutty years
please be nice to me, i'm in my twenties. do you know what that does to a person
"I am destroying myself so other people can't," she said, "and it's the worst kind of control but it's the only form I know."
— (via sofijasofia)
“a more softer you, in your inconsistent phases. a more kinder you, in your regretful phases. a more patient you, in your low phases. a more loving you, throughout.”
— iambrillyant
“My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.”
— Anaïs Nin
