Sunday, 27 August 2017


your first love gets you raw and open and naive and strong. your first love gets the secrets that you never even knew you were meant to keep buried away. your first love teaches you that love isn't about reckless kissing and hands all over the place, that it's actually about learning and understanding and compromise and feeling so happy you might explode. your first love takes you to the mountain tops and the stars there are more spectacular than any you've ever seen. your first love sits with you until your head finds a home in the crevice between their neck and shoulder. 
your first love teaches you loneliness, teaches you about endings and goodbyes and emptiness. your first love makes breaking an arm sound like a walk in the park. your first love promises that they won't forget and you believe them until you see them kissing someone else on the street that you used to meet. 
your first love makes you bitter. 
and your second love makes that bitterness go away 

ruts are unavoidable, just get out of them asap

uncertainty is a part of life 

later baby, later 

forgive yourself for not knowing what you didn't know before you learned it 

you keep coming back just to make sure i can't recover 

it's better to know it was wrong than to think it could have been right 

i wish that i had never met you 

Sunday, 20 August 2017

savour moments when all is right in your world

'at home' is one of the best feelings

things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence 

how beautiful it would be to find someone who's in love with your mind

life will be better when she is around 

i choose you over everyone 

i hate you wouldn't quite do it 
i forgive you isn't quite my speed 
i regret meeting you would be a lie
the best thing for me 
was removing you from my life 
that, i am sure of

i don't want to be your friend...i want to kiss your neck

in due time everything falls into place. keep the faith and keep working toward your goals. what's yours is yours and no one can stop that

Sunday, 13 August 2017

good things happen. love is real. we will be okay

that moment when you try to decide if you should just keep waiting to see what happens or say that you deserve better and shouldn't have to wait to begin with

love is always new. regardless of whether we love once, twice or, a dozen times in our life. we always face a brand-new situation

people want you to break their monotamy 

lessons in life will be repeated until they are learned 

when i look in her eyes i see pieces of the stars, and i cannot help but wonder who owned the sky that stole the rest 

trust the timing in which things are happening 

i will never regret the things i've done. because most days, all you have are places in your memory that you can go to

i want to be with you. it is as simple, and as complicated as that 

Sunday, 6 August 2017

remember to forget certain things

trust yourself. you know more than you think you do 

productivity always fluctuates 

a good cv is not worth unhappiness 

there are feelings you haven't felt yet. give them time, they are almost here 

good things will happen

i'll get over it, i've just got to be dramatic first 

let go of resentment. it is a heavy burden that can drown your soul 

i am afraid of almost. of coming so very close of where i want to be in my life that i can almost taste it, almost touch it, then falling just a little short