Philosophical Idiot

A 15 year old child just trying to find a place in a very very crowded world. All posts are my own writing except if reblogged from another source, and please do not be a poem thief.

[kaetnika]

today i remembered back when we were close. we were talking and walking and for a minute i forgot almost. it was a moment hanging in time like the, beat of a heart or echo of a C# in the air. i laughed and you smiled and life would be fair. remember back then i used to think i could love you to death. i could love you so much i wouldn’t need it in return. i thought i could love enough for both of us but i learned. the moment i fell is frozen in time i think i remember you chubby faced and i thought i had to give you me for you to be mine. i thought you were bass and i could be treble. i thought you could be good and i’d be your rebel. and the moment’s gone just a echo in time. that bounced back today and i heard it just fine. i heard you loud and clear my dear i could give you the stars, honey i could give you a galaxy and you wouldn’t accept my heart.

do you remember? (via kaetnika)

[kaetnika]

there’s a story i say and it’s about these two souls— you tell me we’re too old for stories. you say we’re so old does it look like we have time, for stupid things like dreams and hope. —it’s impossible to keep them apart— and you say that’s ridiculous, not everyone gets someone. “some people” you say, “aren’t meant to have someone” —across lifetimes no matter who they are— and we don’t have souls anyway, you say. you say we’ll die one day and turn to dust. and nothing will matter at all. —and sometimes they love each other— and i ask myself “why did you fall in love” because you loved sadness, more than me. —sometimes they don’t.

-the universe stuck us together but we fell apart. (via kaetnika)

[kaetnika]

the theory of relativity states that: measurements of various things are relative, (well no shit) but the speed of light is constant. so what if i loved you more than the light of the sun, what if i loved you like the moon but everyone else, was still a star and i loved them too? do I love you less, is this like economics? supply goes up, demand goes down do you love me less for loving more? (is that why you stopped loving me?) (to make me cherish you more?) (but i already loved you; you were my moon.) my love you were my light you were so constant, you were the one thing i measured, everyone else to.

-“reach for the moon, if you fail you’ll land among the stars” (via kaetnika)

[kaetnika]

You’re an empty memory now, No longer electric with your words trying to shock me, Or the burn on my fingers as I tried to reach you. But I can feel the silence, Stretching in the place we used to be. You’re not the tempest of anger you used to be, And I’m not the animal crawling away the lick my wounds. No, you have changed. But so have I. Fool me once shame on you. You won’t get to fool me again. So now maybe you look warm and gentle. But fire burns. And it burns alone. I will let you burn yourself out.

- i loved you once (too many). (via kaetnika)

[kaetnika]

Fake geek girl I hope you don’t mind, When your parents say you act like a guy. Fake geek girl what a fucking slut. Look, stop changing yourself. Because I can’t like comics I can’t like videogames, Guys you know, need something to blame. But I am a woman I am a girl. I like romance not science, Wait no, fuck that I like both. Because I am a woman, I am a girl. And I was told from birth, I’m no superhero. I’m Lois fucking Lane, Miss Mary Jane. Girl, you can’t be pretty AND strong, or brave AND smart. Pick one, you bitchy upstart.

-"i am a girl who loves superheroes, but heroes do not love me."

(in honor of janet van dyne, gwen stacy, and for captain marvel when marvel finally did something right)

[kaetnika]

When I met her, I thought she looked, Too mortal for a goddess. But Artemis walks like the light of her moon. Some nights, I see her in the pitch black, and I can’t tell if it’s my imagination, Or if she really does shine. "To a man, to love means to own" “A man will never love me.” “A man will never own me.” I am not a man. I do not want to own. —(I love anyway.)

-“if the heavens ever did speak…she’s the last true mouth piece” (via kaetnika)

[stellaeetoculus]

But can we talk about how orion was a “nice guy” and was portrayed with absolutely no sympathy and held 100% responsible for his shitty actions?

[kaetnika]

Forget you? As if I could erase you. You stupid ugly mark on my masterpiece. But I will stare you down, Until I accept that you are there to stay. And eventually I will forget that you were a mistake, I will see the beauty of my life. You will be a, Small insignificant scratch. But you will still be there. Congratulations.

-can’t erase you, might as well accept you. (via kaetnika)

[kaetnika]

Call me silly. But if colorful nails, Or smiling suns drawn on the corners, Of my ridiculous romantic novels. Bring me joy, Then call it a gift, because I know the feeling, Of perpetual sadness. So I will take this free happiness. And hoard it away. Like the gold it is.

-silly things are free happiness, and i love free things. (via kaetnika)

[kaetnika]

-i am no flame, i will not be smothered.

[kaetnika]

I wanted to be sunshine. I wanted to light up your life like you, Have always lit up mine, I wanted you to feel my warmth, The warmth I have always felt for you. But I am a storm and maybe that is why, I am always alone. I pour my sadness on you and split the sky, With my anger and eventually, Even you know it’s not worth it, To stay outside.

- and now you’re safe and warm at home, and i am still cold. (via kaetnika)

[kaetnika]

It’s so wrong but I, Wanted to be with you for that piece, That I saw might have been him. So I switched from the ocean, To the peace of a lake. And I saw all the beauty that he could’ve been. All of the heart and none of the anger. But I still missed sand whipping my skin. With you my skin does not burn, And waves do not threaten to pull me under. So I am happy here with you. It’s just hard to forget the smell of salt on your skin.

-it’s easy to be happy. i’m just never content. (via kaetnika)

[kaetnika]

I refuse to hate you. I will not take the time to plot my revenge, Your petty thoughts do not deserve that much. I will not scorn or attack you, It’s not your fault, or mine. You will be just another name of a memory, You, are nothing to me. I meet hundreds of people a year you are nothing more, Than a face to collect. If you do not wish for my warmth, Your contempt does not deserve my burn. I will leave you cold.

- you cannot hurt what does not care for you. (via kaetnika)

[thetrolliestcritic]

Hemingway makes your writing bold and clear. 

[thetrolliestcritic]

Basically the coolest little tool to have as a writer.

[mosellegreen]

Amazing. They have worked bad writing down to a science.

I curse the day some well-meaning teacher showed little Ernie how to make his letters….

[kaetnika]

The Notes Series (x)

[optimism-is-obsolete-deactivate]

[kaetnika]

we're all just stories in the end, but you're my favorite story.

If I were a book. You would be the recurring theme. That stretches across the canvas. Of my mind as I paint the portrait. Of happiness in its purest form.

And then there would be characters that come and go. Like you come and go, But you would never leave me story. Like how you left this imprint on my heart.

If you were a book, I would be the passing character. That you saw is “nice”. And nothing more.