Listen, I’ll prolly never be that guy when I walk by, you lick your lips and you prolly won’t start switchin’ your hips on purpose when you walk by me. And I’ll prolly never be the star of your fantasy and hell, if I was ever in your dream, you’d prolly be passin’ me, over to that big burly guy with his shirt off, with the whip cream and hot candle wax, and that’s okay ‘cause I wanna get to know you.. before I get in you.
And my Hindu friend once told me the beauty of karma so I thought if I shared my soul, I might get one in return. In return, I wanna find my connection, not too concerned with affection ‘cause I understand that in time, that will come. But this is for those guys that are looking for a beautiful soul, not a quick fix. For my guys lookin’ for their wives, not these quick tricks. For my understand-that-our-bodies-aren’t-always-going-to-be-strong -enough-for-sex guys. So lookin’ to see if our-minds-still-connect guys.
This is for my bringing-your-favorite-flowers, sit-up- and-talk-for-hours-just-to-hear-you-laugh guys. And see, I wanna remember the color of your eyes before I remember the taste of your inner thigh. I want the color of your eyes to be the reason why I open mine and my eyes are open. And they say when you’re lookin’ for gold, simply start by putting yourself in a place where gold is. I’m lookin’ for your soul, so I’ll start back where your soul sits—your eyes.
And this is for those guys that understand that to make love, you must first have love. This is for my destiny-is-written-above guys. This is to us needing, loving, and treating you the way a woman should be treated. All the times we loved, and all the times we mistreated our love. All our fights, arguments, and all the times we got heated because it happens, and people do that. Now that we’re past all of that, now we know that love is more than physical, this is to us having the best, most amazing… sex, I mean, I mean, love of our lives. Peace.
You know how sometimes when you’re just sitting there, with that person… and you feel like everything is right? It’s like you just found that happiness that was once sucked right out of you.
It’s one of those feelings that cannot be explained but simply felt with. Those are the types of feelings that brings a continuous shock of goosebumps right through your body from head to toes.
I love that feeling. It makes everything feel right. That’s the feeling I get when I’m with my boyfriend and when we lock eyes and just stare at each other and at the same time wondering what the other person is thinking about. He never fails to look cute.
A soft, white feather floating in mid air, about 200 metres above the highest mountain.
It’s one of those days where you can just give yourself a pat on the back because you’ve done such a great job at something. I mean, I didn’t do much today, but I feel like I’ve accomplished a lot of things! Let me be.
I disabled my formspring because I decided to use the “ask” option on Tumblr instead. It’s more efficient and easier.
A note to the haterz: I don’t understand how you people are bothered to post mean comments on people’s formspring and criticizing them. Do you think you’re some kind of keyboard warriors? Are youse like “gangsters” or something? I mean, do you even think about other people’s feelings? How would you like it if one day, some random cunt clicks onto your formspring and then starts to go all hardcore with their keyboard? I don’t know how you people can actually have the time to even bother clicking through a formspring link and then starts going all retarded on the keyboard with hate comments. You people make me sick! I’m not sure about you, but I have a life. I don’t leave sad comments about others and waiting to see their reply and then leave more, intending to piss them off. That was junior dramas, and I don’t need to be caught up with those shit anymore. I don’t need some anonymous cuntface behind the screen criticizing me.
If you haven’t realized, all those retarded comments I receive on my formspring does not offend or affect me in anyway. I don’t give a FUCK about what you think. Honestly, you people are devils!! Grow the fuck up! :) But! if you must, keep those hate comments coming. I’d like to see you break me.
Next time, leave your name. Don’t be a little shit.
When you guys listen to music, do you listen to the beat or the lyrics?
As for me, I seem to get so caught up in the lyrics itself, that I totally forget how the whole song sounds. I tend to blank out, and go into my very own world and just thinking deeply about each and every word of the lyrics and trying to figure out the meaning behind it. Sometimes I reckon I do that too much.
“You’re probably thinking I’ve forgotten all about you by now, but that’s far from it. I have missed you every waking day, and my heart still hurts, but I’m getting better. I continue to smile and still go on without you. I know I have missed you, but I have kept it all inside me, only for me to know. I still wonder about your doings, how you are, what you’re doing, what we used to talk about, to laugh in your voice. Just, everything. I miss it all. However, I feel that the parting of us was for the best, because everything happens for a reason. Should destiny put us into a crossing road in the future, that is when I will see you again. Until then, remember this:no matter what, even through the screaming fights, the disagreements, mistakes and the tears we’ve cried, never, ever did I give up on you. So if you ever need a helping hand, do not hesitate to ask. I may be far away, but I will always be in reach.”—(via idareyoutoclickthis)
Lately, I’ve been so lazy to blog. I feel like I have far better things to do than update this thing. So I’m sorry for MIAing. It’s not my fault. It’s senior year and I’m trying to focus on my studies. Apologies for lack of interest in this blog. AU REVIOR. :)
“You know what’s the most terrifying thing about admitting that you’re in love? You’re just naked. You put yourself in harm’s way and you lay down all your defenses. No clothes, no weapons. Nowhere to hide, completely vulnerable. The only thing that makes it tolerable is to believe the other person loves you back and you can trust him not to hurt you.”—The Sparrow; Mary Doria Russel (via idareyoutoclickthis)
I have learned to take a step back and stop trying to understand all the why’s and how come’s that go along with the world and this life. Sometimes, you really just have to say ‘fuck it,’ and just live.
“Because you don’t deserve it. A second chance, let alone a third, fourth, fifth, sixth. I’m mad and sad, mostly I’m jealous because I wish I’d had as many chances as you’ve been given. Because I know I’d take it seriously. I wouldn’t take advantage of anyone. I wouldn’t lead anyone on. I would try my hardest not to hurt anyone, and that is so much more than I can say for you. I guess you’re just used to getting whatever you want.”—(via idareyoutoclickthis)
boyfriend:*Oh, well. *Some queef sniffer SCAMMED ME. *Fake everything, hacked my friend's paypal or something *THEN BOOOM! *No more 700 *MAN! *I was planning to buy Bad company on my computer *but it wouldn't look good. *I don't know. *Give up on life. *Some day, I'll steal a ps4 for my kid.
“Journeys can offer us all kinds of experiences which can be both positive and negative, but in the end they’re always worthwhile. Journeys are always worthwhile because it can open up new ideas for us, it builds character and it gives us the ability to overcome certain obstacles. Inner journeys have a profound and life changing effect on the individual in which they come to new realizations about themselves and their world.”—Introduction for English essay - Journey.
“I have a deep passion for art. I believe art is all about relaxing, letting go and expressing your deepest and most meaningful thoughts, which is why I enjoy it and have high respect for the artists that create things in this world, that some of us do not even bother to take a second look or even notice.”—One of my good mates, Justin Ung- written in his SAC assignment.
I totally understand girls who are overweight, complain about their weight issues. But what I don’t understand is that girls who are NORMAL and complains about their weight issues. Omg, just stfu. You’re not fat ok?
I tend to have so many things in my mind that I need to brush away. Lately there has been so many questions that I ask myself. And when I do, those questions gets me thinking - for hours and hours. I feel like my mind is about to explode. I feel like I’ve had enough of thinking and I should empty out all the thoughts in my head. Get on with life, and stop looking back.
When one loses sight of their goals, purpose, and meaning in life, they are ultimately allowing themselves to become vulnerable to psychological problems. Of course, in our society, telling people that they have psychological issues is a sensitive subject only because no one likes to admit that…
What’s happening to this fucking society? Seriously? There are so many victims out there who are being targeted. And the people who are targeting them are fucking cunts. Cyber bullying isn’t cool. But you know what’s cool? Me and your mum last night. ;) Just saying…
But seriously… overall, bullying is just not on. I’ve got some cunt on formspring telling me that I’m ugly. But then again, she’s wrong. Because I’m not ugly. I’m beautiful. So she can go suck her dad’s rittle penis. TEEHEEE. :)
Anddddddddd… I just got invited to join this Facebook group, which I won’t link because it’s mean! Too mean!!! And the sad thing is, the people who has something against that person are the biggest TB cunts alive. Jees, they all think that violence solve everything. Well, it’s not gonna solve jackshit. It’s so ‘funny’ seeing people all bloody, bruised up isn’t it?
I hate those cyber net heroes. Telling me that I’m ugly, isn’t gonna make me “ugly”. LOL. I don’t think I’m ugly. I reckon I’m beautiful. Tell me I’m up myself and I’ll up your mum, PERSONALLY. I’m just confident OK? I don’t have insecurities like you cyber cunts. Oh, stop leaving those mean comments… it hurts my feelings. And didn’t your mum tell you to respect others? Treat people like how you want to be treated. Unless you really are ugly… then that’s a different story.
The type where we could totally fuck around, scream, shout, push, shove and after about 5 minutes end up cuddling. The type where I could call you at 3 in the morning and you answer because you were debating to call me too. The type of love where you call me when I’m playing video games, or doing something, and I completely stop just to talk to you, and you do the same. The type of love where distance does not matter. The type where I can hold your hand and everytime I do, I get butterflies. The type of love where you kiss me on the cheek randomly. The type of love where we argue and hang up.. and call each other back because we can’t stand being mad at each other. The type of love where I can trust you kicking it with whoever and you trust me. The type of love where even our parents can’t wait till we get married. Yeah..
“I don’t know who made up Valentines Day. But I think that Valentines Day isn’t just for couples. And anyway… people who are in love should treat each other like as if everyday is Valentines Day. But overall, I had such great fun! I came home, went to my closest, opened it and then I saw a white long white box with a note on it. It was from the boyfriend. IT WAS SO CUTE! :)”—
Loving the right person at the wrong time, having the wrong person when the time is right and finding out you love someone right after that person walks out of your life. And sometimes, you think you’re already over a person, but when you see them smile at you, you’ll suddenly realize that you’re just pretending to be over them just to ease the pain of knowing that they will never be yours again. For some, they think that letting go is one way of expressing how much they love that person. Some are afraid to see the one they love being held by someone else. Most relationships tend to fail not because the absence of love. Love is always present. It’s just that one was being loved too much and the other was being love too little. As we all know that the heart is the center of the body but it beats on the left. Maybe that’s the reason why the heart is not always right. Most often we fall in love with the person we think we love but to only discover that for them, we are just for passing time while the one who truly loves us remains either a friend or a stranger. So here’s a piece of advice; let go when you’re hurting too much, give up when love isn’t enough, and move on when things are not like before. For sure there is someone out there who will love you even more.
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”— Neil Gaiman (via medullaxo)
“There is no person in the world who is made to handle every punch that’s thrown at them. We aren’t made that way. In fact, we’re made to get mad, upset, sad, be hurt, stumble and fall. We aren’t supposed to be able to handle everything. But that’s what makes us stronger in the end, by learning from the things that hurt us most.”—
I’m not always afraid of goodbyes. It’s the thought that it could be the last thing you hear or say that makes my bones tremble. I don’t want our final moments with one another to consist of us walking away. Whether our hearts held resentment, anger, or even happiness. I’d rather assure you that I’ll see you later, even if that “later” is decades after. I don’t want to leave or be left knowing that our last memory together was wasted with unspoken words and apologies.
I wish I could hold ill feelings towards you; as much as you had hurt me, tormented me, and this pertains to more than one individual. But I suppose tonight is the night where I should let it all go. This does not mean I will forget about what had happened but rather, I have gathered the strength to take the extra step to proceed in the process of moving on. Maybe tonight is just my lucky night. These thoughts and strength that I currently hold could be temporary. Tomorrow, I might lose it all. For now, I will carry on.
“What if prince charming never showed up? Would Snow White have slept in that glass coffin forever? Or would she have eventually woke up, spit out the apple, gotten a job, a health care package and a baby from her local neighborhood sperm bank? I couldn’t help but wonder… inside every confident, driven, single woman, is there a delicate, fragile princess just waiting to be saved?”—Sex and The City