can you run it back for me one last time this WILL be the time that i Remember you sigh i say.. i am sorry that i am forgetful can i explain? that the fact is.. i love your company and i am trying to take a mental photograph of you so…

there is nothing that lights me up than yet another personality test i’m obsessed with myself yet i have struggled to understand who i am i feel like i’m seeing more vividly how obsession can drive you crazy like, when someone is obsessed their entire universe revolves around the object of obsession the…

the finitiude of our days, while we are no longer the owners of our hours — the owner of your body traced to a lanyard hung around your neck. the dictation of your actions recited by someone else your posture slowly distorted by the weight of a car and then a bungalow the largest pill to swallow ‘In your life you only get to do so many things and right now we’ve chosen to do this, so let’s make it great.’

outcome #1 — lowest probability you hold a gaze and seize the chance to make a stroke on your canvas you make the first move with just a smile and the rest is history outcome #2 — high probability the top left corner of your vision barricaded by your buddy’s shoulder wherever the…

I don’t think any of us ever grow up To be an adult just means that it is time that people stop feeling sorry for you Me I never stopped feeling sorry for adults I cried a lot when I watched ‘the pursuit of happyness’ how he was a struggling adult in every…

you’re my first thought in the mornings (noons on the weekends and public holidays) like reality is a slippery slope into a bottomless fall and you in my hands is the only harness i can find. i can be myself when i’m with you (whichever self is trendiest) you are the…

i want to give you a sweaty hug direct your arms to slice through the heat and reach for me my heart is a fireplace for you in a place where everywhere is hot i hope that i can be your favorite source of warmth my hair and clothes are wet from the morning drizzle but i still want to embrace you the first moment we come together the rain here is an inconvenience the floods beg us to leave and days of our lives are snipped short by traffic yet our feet stay planted in the muddy soils of the tropics

in a pool of sweat under the cloud speckled sky i’m in my childhood home again with a piece of paper that vocalizes to the world “she could be considered to be worthy of a prosperous life!” yet the present is really all that i have i too have the past, a thing…

You are leaving soon, and so are they. — I’m pretending that everything is okay and that I know exactly what I’m doing. I’ve thrown out the thought of getting enough sleep because I have no idea what I have to wake up for. Random thought, but it would be better if I threw out my unused clothes. The…