#skymarines

gaza endures relentless bombardment, blockade, and displacement. over 64,900 palestinians have been killed, including more than 20,000 children. that is roughly one child every hour for nearly 2 years. more than 42,000 children have been injured and 21,000 left with permanent disabilities. israel’s man-made famine has killed at least 404 people, including 141 children, as 83% of the population is…

i love the gardens here in ‘fake venice’it’s calm and comforting to walk around& pray my perpetual novena + the sky looks the same every night,the winds are cool but gentle.birds fly overhead. time seems to move slow.old memories resurface. i wish i could preserve time,and lock in the faces of friends and loverswho are now lost to me. i wish i could be betterstronger and wisereach time i fell…

time flies. life is long. so many days wasted, but also, so many memories made. life’s impermanence is what makes it beautiful—as our time is limited, every moment counts. at this age, i can say it’s the connections we make along the way that matter most. and even though my life hasn’t been perfect, its imperfections are what make us feel alive, and the experiences i’ve made with you have made…

You forgot me. I fight against the waves, but the tide pulls me under— alone with the echoes of us, memories only I carry. You left me, shut me out of the dreams we built. Now all I have are words you once said but now I see— they never meant a thing. I mend myself, only to break again. You will never learn, and I will never know what it’s like to be free again— to exist without you…

even when the storm has passed,i still look for you in the colors it leaves behind.know that in my silence,i remain still, and constant.even when you turn away,i am looking on to you with care.even in my nothingness,i still have loveto hope, to endure,to do away with sadness,and to wait until i rest.

haunted by these visions of yousame old storynobody really cares anymore i still see you in my dreamswalk past faces in the streetsthat look like you and i still hear your voiceecho out in callsat 4 in the carlike we used to if you goyou have to mean it tooare you scared to be wrongcan’t blame me when you do if you godo your senses wake youwhen the night comesand you reappear then i…