thoughtbox

sept 13th 2025

"Reflecting on memories sitting still in my heart / That feeling still in my heart / I should have been there when you needed me I still think about it but now we grown / Hand wipe away the hours on the clock / I stand alone, see the spite, separate that from myself / At times I've grown, 'least I claimed I did / Watching all my vices overthrow, she in my face still / Can't find the judge to tell her no, so the poison seep / Weeping fro mthe pain but never show I'm tryna stay strong / Shawty tell me "Learn to let it go", I'm tryna hang on / Scared of all the spaces I don't know, to keep it honest / I still can't seem to let you know, It's like a bargain / Devil playing tyna barter with my soul / I never know these days, just let me know."

sept 11th 2025

today i bore witness to a spider courtship ritual. the lady spider would be relaxing in the middle of her web. from a branch, the boy spider rappels along her anchor lines web, drawing himself near while deploying his own dragline out behind him. he carefully approaches - the lady spider, feeling the vibrations of him crawling along her web, becomes alert. he gingerly walks up to her to tap her on the shoulder with his front legs. "psst... hey hey!" the boy spider says. the lady spider is having none of it - she shooes him away and the pair engage slapfight with their front legs. when the situation gets too hairy the boy spider disengages and drops from her web, using the dragline he laid to swing away to safety. then begins again the process of crawling across her web's structural lines in approach. i watched them perform this routine a few times before i continued on my walk, but not before a friend pulled over in her van to ask what the fuck i was staring at a plant for

sept 11th 2025

"Everything you want in life is on the other side of that feeling

sept 11th 2025

"He watched her accept this. She did it the way sand accepted water: absorbing and concealing."

sept 8th 2025

emotional intimacy is the best kind

sept 6th 2025

too outgoing to stay home but too anxious to speak. parties are cool but i really just want a 1v1 conversation. so i sit down and ate a double chocolate muffin. this was a good strategy - things got way easier when i removed the pressure from myself to talk to people. i was just sat there absorbed in this muffin and people were down with that. emily coined this as an 'emotional support muffin' and i could not be prouder of a fellow poet

sept 5th 2025

when i'm bored i just go outside and look at stuff. a fresh set of eyes strips away mundanity and knows it to be breathtaking. while we're bustling between habitats, buried in the intangible, perfection happens a thousand times a day. right under our noses...

sept 3rd 2025

on a melancholic day where i thought no one could hear me, she surprised me at the bench where i usually smoke alone. it didn't take long for us to strike conversation. it took an hour for the shivering cold to part us, but in that time she reminded me that there are people who really listen, who are really willing to engage on a level deeper than most are willing...all day today i felt like i was struggling to find people to play ball with me. she showed up to my court with her sneakers laced tight. inspiring

sept 3rd 2025

bullies are temporary, your thoughts are forever

sept 1st 2025

the busker is going at it again. he's this old battered fisherman with rotting teeth who belts out wilting blues tunes in a gruff tremolo. his song rides into my window on the pollen and salty air

sept 1st 2025

chicken noodle soup is a bed of coals to my belly, and chet baker's trumpet provides a similar warmth on this cold, damp night. i need the comfort. being young is hard

aug 24th 2025

absolute creature of a moth parading around my room. it lands on the ceiling light. i rush in for a closeup photograph - i flick off the ceiling light just as the photo is being taken. mid-photograph the fucker CHARGES at my camera flash, sending me lunging across the room in terror

aug 23rd 2025

everyone i think is cool thinks i'm weird, and everyone i think is weird thinks i'm cool

aug 21st 2025

Everyone is bigoted. if you think you aren't it's because you fear to know the darkness within your human heart

aug 19th 2025

germs are almost fake

aug 18th 2025

sometimes all it takes is for someone to listen with the fullness of their heart

aug 15th 2025

clawing my way through bottomless clutter

aug 11th 2025

the citrine buzz of dock lights draped over the rigging and railings of resting fishing ships. the last few drops of twilight reach up over the horizon, mixing into the star-speckled sky like creamer into the blackest coffee. every drag off the cigarette pulls a blanket from my feet to my chin. water laps at the rocks. the earth dances gently to no music.

aug 10th 2025

itsy bitsy spider hanging off the brim of my cap

aug 8th 2025

it's so easy to lose intention. reminding myself that i'm here to have a good time, and it's worth the little battles that make it so

aug 7th 2025

finally get my sleep right and then run right into a reason to fuck it up again

aug 6th 2025

the flexbox made me its kneeling bitch for 3 hours straight. If I met a guy named flexbox i'd dent the back of his skull with a bottle of cheap moscato

aug 5th 2025

a day of rain is washing down the street. i launch a loogie into the gutter and the stream carries it away to faraway lands

aug 5th 2025

why do people insist on standing still in the pit? it's a RAVE. if youre not gonna dance and boogie gtfo the floor and make room for people who are

aug 5th 2025

it's 2:00am i just got home from a rave. on the corner bench smoking a cigarette. taking crisp nautical breaths and dashes of bitter smoke. a doe tiptoes its way across the street, taking glances back at me

aug 4th 2025

in the context of romance - why do people insist on 'selling' themselves on a date? authenticity is hot! fact: retards attract other retards... do you want anything else?

aug 3rd 2025

i've been clickity clacking away on my website the past couple days. i forgot how much fun this is. i'm gonna prove to them all i can make a kickass website

It's like releasing a fistful of stars back into the sea

I'm a 22 year old bohemian socialite from the west coast of Canada. I eat brown sugared oats and pourover coffee for breakfast every day. The fervor of my boogie forces space in crowded dancefloors. I regularly burst out laughing for seemingly no reason.

This is my personal website; it's my digital shrine. Do you think it's cozy? Make yourself at home.

I owe it to my pals on Agora Road for the inspiration and advice this webpage was founded on. You can find their buttons on the sidebar - browse away.