It happened too soon when it shouldn’t.
That one time I met a sweet little creature!
My grandpa passed away last 2015, grandma followed before 2018 starts. They were buried with this view. It’s my favorite place to go and sunsets are my favorite. It also feels like they’re with me. Well, along with thousands of deceased, it’s a cemetery for a reason.
There was a reason why I stayed silent over the past few months. I know that when I open up and speak, I’d only tell stories of you. That’s not part of my moving on.
It’s part of I’m falling into you all over again, I’m afraid there’s no getting up.
I hope emotional and mental stability finds you in 2018
I hope love finds you in 2018
Reblog Gal Gadot as Batman for 10,000 years of good luck
I am done not knowing where I should go or where I should be. I’m exhausted of thinking what I should do or what the future would bring. I’m admitting it tonight, that someone like me is as broken as a shattered glass. But I am also picking it up, little by little. Even if I had to touch every broken part of me. I am admitting that I cannot be repaired or be put together for now. And I think it’s okay. I may be hurting but I am also trying. Surviving. Breathing. I may not be living but at least I know what’s up and what’s not. Because I know, someday, if I might get clever or worse... get worse. But it’s still okay. I’m not hiding my broken parts anymore or denying every part of I am. They’re fragments of my life and they deserved to be acknowledged.
PLEASE WATCH ONE DAY AT A TIME ON NETFLIX!!!
u know someone is having a rough day when their favorite song plays and they don’t sing along
A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.
How did 2017 break me though
It’s okay that I am alone. I am free and I get to own my freedom. I admit, it feels lonely sometimes. But, I get to know myself a little better and I get to grow on my own. This is an achievement for me, really. To know and focus my value without someone else’s help.
It came up to my mind when people around me talks about wanting to be in a relationship. I mean, we gotta love ourselves before we love someone else, right?
There’s something I have to write using my thoughts.
It was scary that I mattered yesterday and today, I’m just another stranger.
We lost us
i was a girl who lost myself because i battled too hard trying not to lose someone else
you over me - a.m (via ashleymacleanblog)
Christine Sydelko said this on twitter but I had to share it here. Fatphobic people don’t care about fat people’s health.
I tried doing these but I couldn’t look at my bestfriend like that. There’s something greater than chemistry with Kara and Lena.
#how to look at your best friend properly
Supercorp will flyyy
“I swear fealty to you, Clarke kom Skaikru”
If you ever find yourself unable to get up in the morning, catch yourself lying on your bed or staring at the ceiling for hours, I am here to tell you that it’s okay. The world may have already begun but even the sun take its time to rise. Take your time. Gather yourself. Close your eyes. Breathe.
Why is it not easy in the morning?
Whole world out there, but still I want one with you in it
I promise you, I won’t be far from where you left me.
I just hope you find me
I guess, if you ever ask me if I still love you. I’d say, I do. I love you. I still do. There are times that I still think of you, and I hope you do, too. But, I’ve forgotten more than I could actually remember.
So, I guess, if you ever ask me if I still love you. I’d say, I do. My love for you will always be somewhere. It stays wherever you chose to leave me, wherever I chose to leave it. And, it’s here. Never moving. Never growing. It stays wherever I want. It stays behind.
I breathe so loud,
someone heard me
on the other side of the world.
Because I broke the silence,
thinking it’s the loudest
scream I’ve ever had.
Here I go
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
I still get to conjure Patronus that’s why the dementors aren’t back yet to kiss my soul. Yey for me I still fight against them cold hoods sucking souls
For those people who think HP is childish and just a story about magic.. here is my evidence