Sophia sa leeg ni nanay. <3
Welcome sa family baby fido. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fido_(dog)
Dahil kaylangan ko lagi maalala na pupunta ako sa Paris at tutulong mag paint ng Eiffel Tower. :)
“Paris is always a good idea” -Audrey Hepburn
Trekking and river rafting to Ambon-ambon Falls.
(underrated waterfalls definitely deserve much more attention.)
“I miss you when you go home for the holidays and when you see your childhood friends, your long-time ex who taught you everything about trust and who is the reason you hesitate to get close to people, because you loved her so much and she spent 10 years stomping on your heart and making you work for it in a way you swore you’d never do again. I miss the you you were before she did her damage and I didn’t even know him, but I wish I had. I miss you when you were 16 years old and I was inappropriate for you anyways but you would have been more vulnerable then and maybe you would be less scared of what we have. I miss the you I never knew, who died after the third time she cheated on you, who died when your parents got divorced, who died when they told you it was your fault.”
I Miss You Already. Everyday.
“There is no foolproof way to handle love. There’s no comprehensive how-to guide, no universal relationship manual despite the overabundance of relationship manuals. All the mantras and philosophies are basically just suggestions, things that have statistically, occasionally, worked for other people. People can impart good insight but no one can singlehandedly puzzle out you and your partner’s unique brand of insanity. It’s a long road you essentially travel alone so you might as well hold hands.”—Mila Jaroniec, Inconvenient Truths About Love
Wounds and Scars
“Do your wounds hurt?”
She asked, but all I did was smile.
Her troubled eyes searched
for an answer in me,
but she couldn’t see the obvious answer
behind my smile.
“Are your wounds so deep?”
She asked silently, but all I did was smile.
She looked at me, exasperated
and I knew that she was annoyed with my smile.
But all I did was touch her cheek
and whispered as I paint a smile,
“They don’t anymore.
They don’t bleed at night.
Everything healed and stopped bleeding
when you became mine.”