it is what it is

you’re just wasting time so it might as well be me

ruminating on

endless possibilities that didn’t happen

move on, 

an entire sea of opportunities await

while minds drift and dwell over temporary mistakes. 

with an entire life ahead of us, 

why bother 

wasting away

time and energy 

on the stupidity of if’s and but’s

when all there really is,

is today.

getting the picture

a portrait with infinite interpretations

with no right or wrong answers

the truth we’ll never know.

too easy

to lose drive and ambition on these dreary days.

8 floors down, sprawled, three days before his birthday.

incidents like this make me question the fragility of life and how it’s seemingly easier to end it than endure the challenges it brings.

“live and let live,” a wise man told me.

without the falls, we wouldn’t know how great the peak moments in life are.

twenty years young, there’s still a whole world to see.

funny

how it all works out -

settling for what’s convenient,

until you find that opposition

balancing everything unexpected.

falling

and embracing it, 

aimlessly wandering in a new direction - this time around things will turn for the better.

it’s easy to find comfort in foreign voices of ambiguous love songs, fictional tales, in an all too familiar place. 

basking in too many similarities; everything feels the same, looks the same, smells the same. all i want is something new. life, turn around, away from that dead end.

on fire

burning bridges

a hopeful romantic

in a hopeless city

don’t think i’m pushing you away when you’re the one i’ve kept closest

this is a mouth that needs religion

fuck & penetrate with intellectual intercourse. bare with even less originality than the clone before.