February 2012
Anonymous asked: what is your eye color, skin complexion, weight, height, ethnicity and religion? please answer this thank you in advance. i just had to go anon to hide from becoming a seemingly stalker.
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Let's wait until the next leap day.
Wow. 4 years. That’s a terribly long time. I can be a pessimist and say that maybe, we have found someone else to love by then. Maybe we’ll look back, and barely remember anything from this day. Then, I can be an optimist and say that maybe, the time apart would fuel our love. Maybe we become closer more than ever, despite or because of our separation. Maybe by then, the time and...
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“I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of...”
– Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda (via darvills)
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Choosing stability over love will not make you...
I once remember reading in a Zodiac blog that Taurus want security in a relationship, they need to know that they would not wake up one day with no one by their side. I could not agree more. That’s why I hate our maybe-maybe-not relationship. It drives me crazy. I don’t like not knowing. So last night, I decided to pour it on you. I told you I can’t do this. I want to know what...
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Now, I can see the appeal of alcohol. Though I still don’t think it tastes good, it helps. When you’re drunk, and you lie in bed at night, you fell asleep almost instantaneously. There’s no noises inside your head. No “what ifs” or “what did I do wrong” or “what should I do” or “whys” When you’re drunk, you can cry all you...
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WatchI was about to take a webcam picture, and realized too late that it was on video mode. Awkward moment. -_-
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I haven’t cried over a guy like this before. As in cry, with pathetic heartfelt sobs, big fat tears rolling down my cheeks,my arms hugging my feet. Maybe because I didn’t love them as much as I love you. Maybe because I love you too much. Now, I don’t know if I would be happy or scared.
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So yesterday was Valentine’s day. Lol. I gave my oppa a frog origami of some sort, written on the paper is a poem I made. He said it made him cry. I just want to share it with you, my loves. :)
He’s tall and dark,
he thinks Justin Bieber is cool
He can be really corny sometimes
He understands articles in the Scientific American
He has this weird way of holding a pen
He’s...
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I’ve always thought that Snow White was lucky, even if she was poisoned. At least, when she wakes up, she’ll know for sure that it was his Prince Charming who kissed her. No more falling in love with wrong people, no more entering relationships that would end unhappily, no more waiting for The One, no more doubting if someone out there is meant for you. Just chilling in a bed of...
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I have been hurt. Many times. In the past. And somehow, that made me believe that love is a game. You fall first, you lose. Well, I always lose. I fall fast. It’s one of the disadvantages of being alone for a long time. You fall fast to that first person who shows you kindness. Even though, I knew you were different from the start, I played games. I so wanted to win this time. Then, I...