Here I am
chasing ghosts again,
an echo of a
“back when” -
dissolve into the
“back then” -
count backwards from ten.
Here I am
condensing my synapses,
cutting the length
where mnemonia collapses;
cutting the strength
where memory elapses;
watch as time relapses.
“Well never be those kids again.”
— Frank Ocean
“Why explore the universe, When we don’t know ourselves?”
— Bring Me The Horizon ”Hospital for souls”
the older i get the more sensitive i become to warm genuine words, like wow you really think that kindly of me? hold up, lemme cry
the craziest thing about being alive is that you have to live with other people’s interpretations of you
i hate when a poem is good. Fuck you for saying that for real
bro doesn’t even have a certain je ne sais quoi
the 5 love languages are:
- Sharing a blunt
- All forms of cooking
- Being incredibly stupid on purpose
- Collaborative hating
- Ignoring things
if ur wondering what the fuck is wrong with me imagine how i feel
Have you tried adding a bit more of vanilla extract?
“One day it just clicks… You realise what is important and what isn’t, you learn to care less about what other people think of you and care more about what you think of yourself. You realise how far you have come and you remember thinking that things were such a mess they’d never recover and then you smile. You smile because you’re truly proud of the person you have fought to become.”
— Unknown
“The woman you are becoming will cost you people, relationships, spaces, and material things. Choose her over everything.”
— Unknown
Daniel Saint
“I hope one day we can forgive each other for not being what we wanted each other to be”
— Kriti G.
