January 2012
7 posts
Please.
I just wanna go home. Please.
.. Trophy display of bruises: “I’d choose being... →
andwhenshesmiles:
“I’d choose being called ‘sweet’, ‘caring’, ‘smart’ and ‘thoughtful’ over ‘beautiful’, ‘pretty’, ‘gorgeous’ and ‘stunning’ any day. I mean, sure, it’s a pleasure to be called such fine words. It might probably melt your heart away. But for me, there’s far better adjectives to label myself. It…
December 2011
4 posts
Dear God,
Good morning :) I received a call last night telling me that one of my closest friends got into a motorcycle accident just four hours before. She didn’t actually tell me where he met the accident but she did tell me that he was already confined at hospital near our town. He was in the ICU: unconscious up until now.
I have come upon you now to seek help for his health. Please give him the...
November 2011
19 posts
“Morning has always been, and will always be the best part of the day.. Because...”
– -Ed Mortera
Keep on keeping on.
“Mira..eres preciosa . El hombre ke te dejo no sabe kien esta perdiendo . No...”
– R
There are times when you remember everything that... →
But maybe it’s not because of what you did. Maybe…some people just heal themselves, not caring if it would cost you a lifetime of being broken. Some people just take the easier path, not knowing you’d get trapped in that bumpy road. Some people just think of climbing up to save themselves, although it would mean you’d fall off the cliff. Sometimes, you’d take a bullet for these people, but they’d...
October 2011
16 posts
I want to feel real, genuine happiness. →
I know I’m not yet ready to get that kind of trueness, but I’m tired of waking up everyday forcing myself that I am better, when in fact there’s nothing even good left in me.
To be honest, I’m tired of pretending. Sometimes I just want to cry my eyes out to someone who will understand just to let this baggage of misery burst out of my shoulders, but that would just show the whole world how weak...
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Why do you notice even the slightest details of...
Me: the way I look, the way I talk, the way I walk, the way I smile, the way I say hi?
Me: seriously
Me: why?
**** is typing a message…..
****: Because I want to.
****: Because I care.
****: :)
****: Haha, yeah :D
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chasing pavements: Because maybe we can find love... →
tranquilthunder:
And that’s maybe what the future’s gonna be.
Whilst stuck in traffic, all I thought about was you, you, and what my future would look like. Would we ever cross paths again? Would some random limbo just happen and all of a sudden, we’d find ourselves set up to each other?…
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“Every night, you lock yourself up in your room. You cry for hours and think if...”
– Mariah Concepcion (via raptum)
#STORY OF MY LIFE
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September 2011
32 posts
“Regrets and mistakes, they are memories made.”
– “Someone like you” by Adele | via clever-lines (via quote-book)
1 tag
You know that feeling when someone looks at you →
with eyes that seem to really see you for who you are, and not just how you look?
When you’ve spent a good deal of your time hiding your scars, because they tell the stories of who you were, and the mistakes you’ve made that you’d rather not relive, and then someone looks at them and tells you that there’s absolutely nothing wrong with them, that they’re part of the things that make you...
“A friend is what the last cookie is for.”
– Cookie Monster
(Vlad, Econ 2011-2012)