Together forever, never apart. Maybe in distance, but never in heart. 👫💕

Together forever, never apart. Maybe in distance, but never in heart. 👫💕

  August 21, 2014 at 03:31pm
It’s a good day to be happy. 🌞

It’s a good day to be happy. 🌞

  August 19, 2014 at 05:16pm

You’re going to meet a boy who won’t even think twice about wanting to date you, he will care so much about you that he won’t have to choose who he wants to be with because he will know the only person he wants to be with is with you. He won’t hurt you, he will love you. He won’t make you cry, he will make you laugh. He will know that when you say you only want two scoops of ice cream, you really mean three. He won’t judge you, he will understand. He won’t make you feel like you are worthless, he will make you feel like a princess. He won’t break your heart, he will hold it in his hand as if he was holding the world. He won’t complain when you ask him to watch a romantic movie, he will watch it anyways because he will know how much you enjoy them. He won’t tell you you’re sexy, he will instead tell you you’re beautiful. He won’t be embarrassed when you do something silly in public, because he will be the one next to you being silly with you.
He won’t be ashamed of you when you tell him your flaws and mistakes, he will hold you and love you anyways. He won’t make you feel like an object, he will treat you with respect.
He won’t get angry when you wake him up with a text at 3am because you are on the verge of breaking down. He will feel special because you trusted him enough to let him see you in your most vulnerable state. He won’t have to ask you if you are upset, He will know instantly by the look you have on your face. He won’t let you go, he will hold you so tight and thank God every night that he put you into his life.

I promise you this, when you meet that boy, you will realize why it didn’t work out with someone else.

Things I’m trying to remember (via sparks-from-down-under)

(via mylifeasleaahh)

If I had the power to turn back the hands of time, I would in a heartbeat. I would give anything to be with you again, even if for a day. But I’m almost grateful that I can’t, because the minute I come back, I would have to relive all the pain. And God knows I barely made it out of it.

There is no time of the year, week in a month, day in a week, minute in any hour that I don’t wish you were here. In any given mood, the first person I want to speak to is you. And it breaks my heart every single time I realize that you are not here. And you can’t be here.

I’m at a point in my life where I am finally at ease with the idea of being alone. I am no longer lonely. I am so satisfied with being on my own, completely independent, confident enough to just be myself and be by myself. And I have you to thank for that. I would trade places with you if it meant your life and happiness, because you have restored my faith in life and showed me that happiness is still achievable. Ironic, yes, because you’ve been gone for eight years. But in the ten years I had with you, you’ve given me enough memories to last a lifetime. Your death has forever burned a hole through my heart that no one will ever be able to fill, but that’s okay. I’m not looking for a replacement. I just hope that you are always with me as much as you promised you would be.

I feel crazy for speaking to you in my mind so often, sometimes even out loud. But I know you are listening. I know you are always guiding me and watching over me. And I can only pray that you continue to do just that. I’m not gonna lie, it still hurts me to think about the fact that you’re gone. It always will. But your battle is finally won. And He said, “well done. My faithful servant, well done.”

I love you, and I miss you so much. Rest in peace, Kuya.

  August 13, 2014 at 11:52pm


doakickflip can we get this one

Awwwwwww 😭

(via kneecolee)

There’s no words to describe the feelings I have the minute my eyes lock with yours.

I’m so (fucking) in love with you.

  August 05, 2014 at 02:22am

Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option.

Maya Angelou 

(via looow-tus)

Sometimes I just wanna be held, y’know? #amicoolyet

Sometimes I just wanna be held, y’know? #amicoolyet

  July 22, 2014 at 06:09pm

Lowkey excited for this photoshoot because I get to wear shoes that will finally make me average height, including my lovely 6 inch beauties.

I mean, I’m mainly excited because I just f*cking love shoes.

  July 21, 2014 at 02:05pm

I don’t know what it is about these late nights, incessantly planning my future, a future that includes being with you, a reality that I’ve only dreamed about since we met.  And yes, I mean the first day we connected in person.  With a mind so beautiful, I can’t help but trace my fingers through the strings that link you and me, a bond we share intimately without the physicality, romanticism at its best.  Nothing tunes out the song in my head that fits the melody of your voice, singing me to bliss.  Tranquility of the heart, at ease, peace of the mind, there isn’t anything in the world that compares to this feeling.  Painting to the time of our being together, a future that I see clearer as each day passes.

If only you could just be me for a moment, then you would know.  You would know how I feel about you, about how your very presence sends chills down my spine and creates butterflies in my stomach.  The way they flutter makes me soar through my wild imagination, only to find you as my muse, the inspiration for my fictional and bizarre world.  If only you could notice how I look at you, finding myself so eager for you to catch me staring, hoping that you would gaze back into my eyes and see the electricity linking us.  You could feel every inch of my body become blanketed with those awful goose bumps, yet know they are caused by the coldness of your absence.  You would know how badly I want and need you with me, by my side, embracing me as long as you can, never letting go, enclosing me with your warmth.  You would know how difficult it is for me to stop smiling when you’re around, using even more muscles than you need to frown.  You would know how much I love you, how much I admire you, how much I want to know you love me too.

Although the stars outnumber the times I’ve fallen head over heels for you in less than a single breath-taking moment, nothing else can compare in amount.  It’s ineffable.  I would be rich after receiving a dime for every time my knees felt weak at your touch, the ability you have to become the focus of vision with these chills that make their way up my spine, interrupting my very consciousness, but you can’t put a price on a love like this.  Your eyes are the very portrayal of the million stars that I can’t exactly count with my fingers, twinkles with every blink.  It’s as if I’m in this dream state where you barely exist in perfect terms, something I can’t grasp in reality, but you are here.  You are real.  You are the embodiment of a being too good to be true, the rarest of its kind, yet here you are, in my world.  You and me.  From pillow-talking to falling asleep together in (our) bed, I want to be with you forever, too.

  July 17, 2014 at 12:29am

I crave you in the most innocent form, for I crave to say good night and give you forehead kisses and to say that I adore you when you feel at your worst.

I crave you in ways where I just want to be next to you and nothing more or nothing less.

  July 12, 2014 at 09:53pm
Sei il mio incantesimo 💕

Sei il mio incantesimo 💕

  July 12, 2014 at 07:03pm

It’s 1:17 am and the only lingering thought on my mind is you, and it’s enough to keep me wide awake.

I have the sound of your heavy breathing on the line right next to me comforting me as I cuddle almost-obsessively with your soccer jersey. I hold on to this article of clothing basked with your scent, attempting to get high off of what little may be left until I can get the real thing. I can almost feel your arms draped over my waist as you hug me from behind, kissing my cheeks down to my neck, and I feel like I’m on cloud nine. I can’t close my eyes because when I do, I am reminded of the way you feel in bed next to me. I miss the cold, winter nights where cuddling was almost second-nature, but I am still in awe over the fact that it can be 90 degrees and our bodies still manage to find a way to intertwine with each other constantly.

I miss you, in a vomit-inducing, cliché, and obsessive kind of way.

  July 07, 2014 at 02:31am



No matter how annoying or indescribably bizarre the circumstances of my life are, I strive to remind myself that I am lucky, not lacking.