If I could explain love in one word..

“If I could explain love in one word, it would have to be trust. 
Trust that he doesn’t cheat on you, trust that he doesn’t lie to
 you, trust that he really likes you, trust that he will always be
 there for you, trust that he can go to a party and not get high 
or drunk, trust that you don’t have to worry about him breaking 
up with you the second you wake up, trust that he will stick up 
for you, trust that he will never fall in love with another,
 trust that he won’t just get sick of you, and trust that he
 wants you like you want him.”

I’m someone who’s mostly dead inside but still has a little hope for something extraordinary, which, as I said, is the worst breed of human, because it means I know everything is bullshit, but that I secretly hope for the day when it might not be...

I don't know where did I get this line, it suddenly popped in my head after the whole day earthquake. GOD BLESS, PHILIPPINES!

You're never alone. :)

Right now, there are people all over the world who are just like you. They're lonely. They're missing somebody. They're  in love with someone they probably shouldn't be in love with. They have secrets you wouldn't believe. They wish, dream, hope and they look out the window whenever they're in the car or on a bus or a train and watch the people on the streets and wonder what they've been through. They wonder if there are people out there like them. They're like you and you could tell them everything and they would understand. You're never alone. :))

Day and night, I'm always tired.

but at night, I stay up just late enough
until I am exhausted enough
Until I can fall into my bed
and into immediate slumber

because I can't stand,
to lie in my bed in a dark room
alone with my thoughts
for so many hours...

I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give. Except for a rare few.

Hope for something extraordinary..

“…I’m someone who’s mostly dead inside but still has a little hope for something extraordinary, which, as I said, is the worst breed of human, because it means I know everything is bullshit, but that I secretly hope for the day when it might not be.”

Queen of her own life

One day, she finally grasped that unexpected things were always going to happen in life. And with that, she realized the only control she had was how she chose to handle them. So, she made the decision to survive using courage, humor and grace. She was the Queen of her own life and the choice was hers.

A real boyfiee..

A real boyfriend knows when his girl is happy, lonely, mad, or aggravated. He knows when is the right time to comfort her when she’s down. He knows when he should just sit with her and listen. He knows when he is wrong and knows how to say sorry. He knows when to say a joke and when it is the best time to be serious. He knows when is the right time to tease her and knows when to stop. A real boyfriend can never be a perfect boyfriend, but can be the perfectly imperfect person for the one he loves. He’ll be the one reason why his girlfriend should feel lucky to have him.