let go of what you think you know~
May 22, 2013
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Maybe, just maybe, deep inside, all I want is to be written. All I want is for someone to write about me, to turn me into words — living entities that live forever. All I want is for someone to turn me into something that would live forever. Just like how the author of the Epic of Gilgamesh did to King Gilgamesh from the Mesopotamia. I want my name to live on forever. Not because it was written by me, but because it was written by someone who loves me. Through turning me into literature, our love would go on forever. A love that’s different than any love story the whole world recognize.
I guess, somehow, I just want someone to write me a poem everyday. Maybe not everyday, but I want someone to write me a poem constantly. A constant reminder of his or her love — his or her never ending love — of a person like me. I never saw myself as a lovely person. Heck, I never saw myself as someone who is worth to be loved. That’s why I need someone who will turn words into something important. Something that would make me feel important in all the corners deep inside my soul and heart. That’s how words should be: important and deep.
Somehow, I want someone to let my existence noticeable. That I am not some another person that would pass through someone’s life. Funny it may sound, but I want to be a permanent marker. When I stay in someone’s life, I want to stay permanently. I want to be with someone forever. I don’t care if his or her face would be a wreck in the first thing in the morning, but all I know is that that face is owned by the person whom I love.
And that is enough: To be written by the one you love and be with them.
May 20, 2013
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I was just about to do some chores until I saw this, an enchanting glimpse of light~
May 20, 2013
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Should I runaway and save myself?
After two years of being apart, two years of living with agony and ecstasy. I knew to myself that this day was going to happen. Just one step and one drop, here we are again, haunting each others lives and drowning ourselves with affection. Is this fate? or just another battle that I need to face? and If I drown myself with this skeptical emotions of yours, will it dispatch my misery? or just slave me? because now I’m torn between putting back the old us and fixing my own life.
Seven years~
Goofed around like kids, bloated ourselves with food and talked about our present, future and past. These are the usual things that my Best friend and I does. We spend so much of our time thinking and creating happiness that can dispatch our misery that even if we’re both broke, we still tend to find ways just to be with each other ( lol I guess that’s how cheesy we are ) But when I’m with her, I take each hour as an opportunity, minutes as a chance and seconds as a blessing. Without her persistent love and guidance, I wouldn’t be as tough as people wants to see me, I wouldn’t be this jolly person neither loving friend. I’m beyond grateful and blessed to have her in my life and knowing that It’s been seven years already, I feel like I’m the luckiest girl to meet this insane person.
I also got the chance to be with her a while ago and she told me how amazed she was in me, on how I conquered my fears and defeated my heart. She salutes me for being tough and a whimsical person at the same time. And you know what? the most heart melting part was, when she told me that she doesn’t want me to get hurt again. She wants me to have a new life with a new guy that would change my life into a magical way and not with someone who already wounded my soul and wasted my love. That after all I have experienced, I still “deserve someone better”. Those words just gave me a huge confidence and an enormous smile. She is indeed, the best mentor and a loving friend that God had given me <3
May 19, 2013
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—(via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Photographs
We love to smile behind the camera, we love to see our different reactions in every situations in life. Taking pictures in a specific place it’s either with a special someone, friends or family we just love to hang out and make the memories into photos. But, in every photos there are some hidden stories behind each one. It could be the happiest moment you had with the person, or it could also be the saddest.
Photographs shows how special moments turns into special memories, that each and every one of us loves to keep.
May 15, 2013
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“I love those moments when you’re done pouring your heart out and you’re just staring at the words that you have carefully written and rewritten, making sure that they convey exactly how you’re feeling. It’s overwhelming, the kind of peace that comes afterward, knowing that you’ve battled with the hurricane of emotions whirling inside you and you have come out of it triumphant. The thing about writing is that with the right words, you can make even the most heartbreaking tragedies look good on paper, making them almost worth it. Also, once you’ve written them down, these words, these feelings, they’re no longer your own. They’ll belong to anyone else who will bother to read them. You, on the other hand, are freed. You’re uburdened of the horrible feeling you’ve been having. It’s the same as crying your eyes out or screaming at the top of your lungs. It is such a relief. It’s a momentary bliss. It’s a wonderful release.
— Rossann Margarethe.: (via essie23)
May 13, 2013
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Wet look! haha played with the rain earlier and it was fun! i even saw a lot of kids enjoying the cold breeze and heavy rain! #PaVain lol
