"The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when Sad tries to bite its lip and not cry and smile and go, “No, I’m happy for you?” That’s when it’s really sad."
I’m actually a really shy person.
Like when you first meet me, our conversation is going to be awkward no matter what because I wouldn’t have any idea what to talk about. It’s also worse when you’re cute. But if you wait a little I’ll get comfortable talking with you. Then I’ll start talking so much that it’ll annoy you. I really do talk a lot.
"My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions. I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality. And it will be the death of me."
"You’ve been criticizing yourself for years and it hasn’t worked. Try accepting yourself and see what happens."
"You won’t do our things with another girl, or say the same things, will you?"
"I wanna be your “1am I can’t sleep” text"
"How long they choose to love you will never be your decision."
"Sometimes, you are dying for some stupid things while somebody is already dead trying to wait for you."
"I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change."
— Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
Hindi naman nauubos ang next time eh.
Pero hindi mo na mababalikan ang mga nangyari last time.
"That’s the paradox of loss: How can something that’s gone weigh us down so much?"