Stupidity at its best

There are two boundless things you can do to people: the things you do for love, and the things you do for your family.

And you hate them and mostly to yourself of what they can do to you.
You make a fool outta yourself and give everything to them, but sometimes, everything isn't just enough.

#feelingngawanasabtan

Friday nights --wuh-pshh! (*makes a whipping sound*)

Watching Pompeii on a Friday night is one of the bests! yeah, and when you get to eat someone's favorite donuts :p

Not going out on a Friday night and stayed, watched a movie is kinda retaining a homie eerie for me.
'Til.. oh, well.

My kind of morning

6am and in-handing some school notes and coffee, while singing angels in ears that I need myself to haul on to. Peace yo. xx

OCTOBER HAS IT ALL

No more, no less.

You do what you do. Everything seems so perfect then circumstances ruin you.

September 5th

I'm filled with worry... you know what I mean. Still not asleep.. awaiting.. for....Zzcvxncbm.

WIITTOWWAATOWCH?

I used to be cool 'til you ruined me.


I'm in good ruins. Haha sige'g love2x, magtuon sah btaw ko! :)

You can't spell Love without EVO!

U asked me what I want for my birthday. I said an evo would be nice.
Instead, you gave me L-OVE.

Could I be more happier, an evo plus L. =)


Srsly tho, I, admittedly, am an ass. Twisted. Neurotic ass, who just ruined the night. Hahaha sosorrybby.
Though, I don't usually read cheesy, sweet romance bullshits (haha), YOU KNOW ME. U just know me. (And I thought u didn't. Hahaha) I have a great feeling Rainbow Rowell wrote in Attachments for me. I've known you for so long, yet u still continue to surprise me. Geez, how can I live and get used of a lifetime (char!) of you surprising me. I was like the overly excited happiest kid in Christmas morning.. (or New Years? :p)


iloveyouEi :* <3
You, Attachments, and many more things will always have a pride of place in my heart.


The book says, "Hi, I'm the guy who reads your e-mail, and also, I love you."
So accurate! Haha
And you take even more drugs than I do, dummy! :D




Thank you, and thank you for all the birthday greetings, everyone! (For those who knew, knows, and will know. Haha)


What a difference a day can make. How am I ever going to sleep?
Goodniiiiiiiiiiiiight! :)))

I'LL HOLD UNTO YOU, LIKE A PROMISE YOU NEVER KNEW

They say "Music was the home for your pain." Like I won't know real love 'til I've loved and I've lost it.

And I don't wanna lose it.


*overreactive tearducts*

I WANNA CURSE ALL THE WORLDS AND ALL THE NON-EXISTING GODS. *sighs*

BRAINFUCK

Problem is, if something's too perfect, people wonder why it is. And they'll try to find some flaw. Even there is none. They overthink; WE overthink. Everything's fine... until it isn't. Your mind is so fucked up, everything becomes too fucked up, and that the perfect thing going on's already too fucked up. It's a sad thing. It's a sad thing, really.

Damn, who played my cards!

Fact is, when you get too serious, too attached, too connected, that's the time your cards are gonna get played. Circumstances play you. Everything plays you. And you end up being broken. The thing with broken things, it can, it can be put back together, but with scars, or lines, or stitches. Or even missing pieces. Question is, are you gonna go all the way down, risking, knowing you can have those ugly scars, broken hearts, empty spaces. Because, incidentally, we're all gonna end up having those. But it's not only that. The bigger question truly lies if you can take it, endure it or not.

ONE DAY THEFT

And then you did something dumb one day...






and my life isn't mine anymore.