• Zoë Oceana commented on the post, fading 2 years, 3 months ago

    I always told myself that I’ll never forget but the images of you is begin to fade. Surprisingly i hate that the good memories are the ones that are still sticking because I would rather remember you as someone that hurt me so that I don’t catch myself missing you. But I too am fading and I cant help but say I miss the memories that we shared but…[Read more]

  • I would hate to make you so.
    I just wanted to tell you about my day.
    I remember walking on eggshells just to avoid this.
    but you’d always find something that I did wrong.
    i am sorry for making you so irritable.

  • Zoë Oceana commented on the post, relate 2 years, 3 months ago

    There is always one thing that we can relate within one and other. If only we really searching for that within one and another. Relating is the first step to empathy and honestly we could all use more of that. I can relate to you what you may relate in another. If we all can relate we must all feel the same pain. So imagine a world we’re we all…[Read more]

  • Zoë Oceana commented on the post, dollars 2 years, 4 months ago

    Don’t mean shit. Cus I’ve been denied too much because of it.
    Oh Dollars- make them holla’ but they don’t defy a scholar.
    material things have no meaning. it cost dollars just to things
    money be the danger that we must all exchange for.
    aye but fuck money.

  • Zoë Oceana commented on the post, unopened 2 years, 4 months ago

    Today i found a letter and I left it unopened. I was afraid of what it would tell me.
    You sent me a text message but I left it unopened. I didn’t want you to see how fast I look at them.
    You sent me a DM on Instagram but I left it unopened. I didn’t want you to see I saw your words.
    I think it would be smarter, if you just left me,

  • Fire power reminds me of something Pitbull shouts during some shitty song of his. But what if it was held with a better definition behind it like the fire that is within you is a power that ignites your way through the darkness. Fire power is the coals that burn inside our hearts to keep our trains moving.

  • I am so selective in what I love, eat and breathe. but damn can I not cant a selection to save my damn life. I cannot choose between black or white. I am selectively hearing what you are saying. I am not so selective.