texts and poems

[Montauk - Part 3]

wine,
cigarettes,
and you –

moments.  

so what if the echoes of
chronos run through my
veins pumping nightmare
fuel into my heart and so
what if i’m made of things
that are dark

in nature?

we can pretend the universe
is not buried in the shadows
where God can’t see no matter
how bright that sun shines and
how fresh this air is that we breathe

our galaxy is moving 515,000 miles
per hour around a giant black hole
with shark teeth and we stand here
as pixels of consciousness –

grounded on our feet

praying to the dark sun and watching
the black helicopters burn.  what if we
are a string of unstable electrons in the
nucleus of an experimental dimension
bearing the consequences of it’s errors

at the mercy of a creator unwilling to accept defeat

moving between galaxy clusters and
different dimensions –

seeking the original path of the divine source
before it was hijacked and diverted by [classified]

our history is buried in the shadows and we’ve lost
touch with who we truly are and we still find a reason
to smile because even if the world collapses into nothing

we’ll still have each other.

17 resolutions for 2017:


1. drink more water. simple, easy, healthy.
2. write more, make connections. 
3. be healthy - physically and mentally.
4. be happy, or at least get on the path to happiness.
5. get involved in passion projects. 
6. focus on school. education is opportunity. 
7. forgive, both others and myself. 
8. have fun - learn how to unwind.
9. stop procrastinating, be proactive.
10. develop healthier coping mechanisms. 
11. make more playlists. music is everything.
12. stop comparisons - i am myself and nobody else and this is okay.
13. drop toxic people. stop putting up with things, learn to say no.
14. breathe, relax, calm down. take it slow sometimes.
15. give more compliments. 
16. stand up for myself. i am powerful too.
17. make a difference, however small.

—  17 Resolutions for 2017 // k.m. (via @perceivingwords)
Breaking off pieces of yourself to fit into places will not help you belong, it will only make you bleed. Tearing yourself into half to fit in will not help you belong, it will only take your soul. The only way you will ever belong is when you feel complete without anyone reassuring you that you are. You are valid. Alone, or with company. Do not let anything convince you otherwise.
—  Nikita Gill

“how did you know that it was over? that you should leave him?”, she asks her best friend.

“simple. i asked myself two questions: do i love him? and, does he make me happy?”

“and?”

“yes, yes i love him. but no, he doesn’t make me happy. and just being in love with someone isn’t enough. if that someone can’t make you happy, all the love in the world can’t help you. you will just end up destroying yourself for someone who isn’t even worth it.”

—  e.s. // all the love in the world can’t help you.