Anonymous asked: dick foo are you married!?!

haha to my creative work, yes.

// Memory Bank,//

there was this young woman I met. Maybe two years ago. Celluloid lust brought us in distant contact, then aligned our eyes and minds all at once. A slow, gradual understanding erupted from nowhere. A friend, a companion. Standing there together through the years of our lives in which we were lost. Thoughts mangled in the ivory vines of life and maturity. Struggling to find a fresh breath of air in a world drowning us beneath the murky waters of conformity. The thought of our moments are nostalgic and refreshing. A friendship unlike any I had ever encountered. Discussions containing no limits. Imaginations knowing no boundaries. Free souls flowing for an eternity. A friend. A real friend. A mutual understanding. A pair of minds on par with one another. Not a girl who stole my heart, but one who stole my mind.

two lovers on a hotel bed. Intertwined and aroused. Adding enough body language to make the tongue jealous. We don’t care to think, at all. At least most of us sit here telling ourselves and everyone around them that everything is going to be okay. We are going to succeed in our dreams, we will reach our goals, we will fall in love, we will die happy. We couldn’t be any further from the truth. But of course, we feel the need to justify every action, every word, and every thought. I am not the least bit heart broken, I am in fact falling in love. Although I feel mangled and twisted at times, I’ve learned that falling is what we have learned to embrace. I live and die by the notion that, “everyone you love, have loved, or care(d) for, will eventually hurt you in some way or another”. However grim and distasteful this may seem, it is a reality we must face. No justification, just a plain fact. This doesn’t stop any of us from moving forward, and it shouldn’t. We put the past away, work towards a better future, and maintain freedom and peace within the present.

We are all living lives stolen from memories and wishes we want to become, only to find that we are going everywhere all at once.

Anonymous asked: are you single??

Nope.

That moment when you know for sure your heart is there, but it still doesn’t feel like it.

Life happens, and for once, someone has made it impossible to express how I feel in words. Whatever may come of this is out of these hands, and into these hearts. You are my best friend, now and always. However, everything I have ever wanted is the what I must stay away from. Heres to you and all your beauty, for you are the radiance which guides me home.

There is a time, where things go blank. A stream of silence roars past your ears. Things stand still. Nothing enters, nothing leaves. It is only you. And you realize you cannot leave. What has caused you to stick around for so long, is the same thing that is driving you far away. You admit you have fallen. It was such a short time, but within those beautiful moments you mustered up enough passion and hope to deny any and every chance at failure. Failure to continue on. But now that we have given up, it makes no sense to even bother. No two ever fall together. So why should you keep trying?

we are a species made up of constant changes. I’m changing so fast, i have no time to sit and make anything of it. i think i might know. that no matter what you do, where you go, who you spend time with. it will always just be you. there is nothing left here for anyone. All that has been good is gone, or leaving you behind. it comes to a point where you don’t even wish to feel anymore. these notes are just serenading you to sleep and there is nothing you can do about it. go with the flow, because nothing else matters. out of any and every contradiction came you and your beauty, setting every heart ablaze and every soul to space. with this goodbye, i leave you with love and nothing less. we cannot even worry about caring right now, what we are is never going to stay that way. it is so depressing to know that nothing can stay, yet so beautiful to realize change is evident. i cannot keep on like that. wishing waiting hoping wondering leading a life that no one will understand but myself. i am mad, so so mad. i cannot wait. this just spews out of my fingers like paint on an invisible canvas. nowhere to go, nothing to illustrate. i ramble in hopes of you telling me to stop. i found you against anything i had ever thought. the sky, the stars, the universe, the world. this is my world, and you give meaning to everything in it. but i do not even know who you are. these words are meaningless and mean nothing, not even capable of scraping the surface in depicting your beauty. we are wasting our time. wasting it ever so cleverly. and as i write this, you are the last person i thought would be on my mind.

Its not about what you say, or what you do. The things we do, or how often. The mistakes, and the triumphs. Its just about having you.