April 2010
3 posts
Her > Me.
I just realized I’m just a rebound.
to him.
Hey joseph, i know it’s pretty late for me to be writing you a message, but i just need to let this out. you don’t have to reply back or anything. things have been different and i must admit three - four weeks nonstop talks with you has been pretty beyond marvelous. Now, i just can’t bare myself seeing your name on the facebook IM. It hurts knowing that we just stop talking like...
March 2010
2 posts
September 2009
20 posts
So I met a new guy..
After dance, I was running late, because I had to change and all that crap. I had like 2 minutes till the bell ring. I was all in rush. I went into class, and there was a new student. His eyes were set on me, when I came in, and continued for a few seconds till I looked away to say hi to my classmates.
He gave me chills.
I love you, and always have.
No matter what you did or I did, I could never love you less. I tried to get over you, believe me I tried. I remember every little thing. It’s amazing how much I care for you no matter how much bullshit you put me through. Days passed, I lived. Months passed, I survived. I told myself I didn’t need you and that I’ll never fall hard for you again. I even made myself believe I didn’t love you....
“If you walk out on me right now, you’ll be walking out on someone who’s willing...”
Don't you just hate it,
when a 3 hours call turns into a minute phone call? when a full worded texts turns into short worded little texts? when the word, ‘i love you’ doesn’t exist anymore? when hun, baby, babygirl turns into dear, your own name, or no names at all?
It hurts.
I Look To You by Whitney Houston.
health.
i can’t breathe right. my heart has been hurting for days. i think i need to get a check up.
acbajet: mom, my heart has been hurting for days. like it aches.
mom: maybe it's chest pain or youre just missing someone too much.
acbaje: yeah probably..
*from katie paul's facebook.
I was 9 years old when my mother handed me The Lovers. The book didn’t actually have a title, the cover and first few pages were torn away from years of use, misuse and hours of reading, but my mother just called it The Lovers, and that’s how I always remembered it. I was a book-hungry fiend back then, devouring any kind of tomes I could understand, so I was fascinated by a book that...
If I have to.
I could leave you well enough alone believing you’d be overcome and gone by grace away better off than if i stayed. I could leave you walk away. we’ll save it for another day through all the wars I’ve come to know. It’s punches pulled, not towels thrown in.
And maybe I can smile in the day but fear takes its place at night.
Love rules all, it conquers all.
Bajet Family.
Today, I met my grandma’s first cousin and best friend. She looked so much like my grandma. My heart was aching, and my head was just going crazy, showing me all these past clips with my grandma in my head. I was going really emotional. I really miss my grandma. My family including my own sister cried when they first saw my grandma’s cousin. It was her 70th birthday. I really...
this is personal.
And I don’t think anyone knows this tumblr. But if you do, expect alot of complaints and dreams.