Luv this couple
Luv this couple
i would kill for that eyebrows.pretty pretty brows…
i would walk around like that
So true dude, so thats why i keep remembering this move whenever i saw my friend using booze
Many faces, one person.
Even sexier when he’s the bad guy
Life is too short not too have a passionate first kiss. Looking forward to it.
Been loving this duo since a kid. I didnt watch dragon ball, petualangan sherina, jakarta 100 jam, zoe 101, or hannah montana. i’m sorry, i spent my childhood watching uptown girl, mean girls, and gilmore girls. And growing up wanna be like them.
You know you’re screwed when you’ve gone closer with some guys but you keep coming back to this one person which you’re actually not allowed to be involved with.
You start compare every single person you meet after him. Every single one. And you still find him better than the others.
In almost every aspect.
You feel like no one fits you like he does. But if you’re going out with him, you guys are not going anywhere.
You see the end right at the beginning. You see a problem that can never be solved. You see yourself going through so much pain in the future, not because of him, but because of things you both can never change either now or in the future.
Don’t play with fire if you don’t wanna get burnt.
Since when did fire feel this comfortable?
They say and end can be a start.
When you really know that it is the end, then you’ll be sad (perhaps) but then you know what to do afterwards. You stop waiting.
Just like when i was with this person, even we were no longer together back then, i could not dare looking at other guy until he made it really clear that he thinks and he believes i think, we’re not meant to be.
I was sad. I felt like the sky was falling down on me. But then i realized, i can’t find any way possible for us to get back together even if we both think we’re meant to be. You get what i mean?
And.. In such a short time i got back on the track. I took our togetherness as experience. The past is experience. And i was happily moved on.
I looked at him posting his picts with (probably) his new gf, and i didn’t feel a thing. That, my friend, how getting rid of something that has been bugging me for a long time feels like.
So does competition. Outside my (not so interesting) love life, i competed in somekind of election. It was finally announced, i didn’t get the position i’ve been longing for the past one year.
It felt like all the hard works go to waste. Well, that’s not true. The fact that i actually did something remains in its place. Nothing is in vain.
After knowing the result, i was (supposedly) sad, people would call me heartless bitch (again) if i didn’t feel a thing. Of course i was sad, but then that’s it. I know this ends here.
It released me from all those wishful thoughts, and honestly..acting all nice and kind and cheery, and behave very well for the past 3 months feels kinda frustating. I couldn’t be who I am since I have to prove that I can be a role model which I am pretty sure I am not.
There is an adventurous and rebelious part of being that were being tamed for the past 3 months. And i feel very happy that it’s over.
And being one of the candidate feels like hell, people are talking about my hair color, me using brow filler, my skirt, my relationships with people, how they think i don’t want to blend in with people from outside my circle of friends, me being rude, being ambitious, or how i sometimes easily mock other people.
Yow man. Even the real president aint no angel.
However, the whole campaigning process changes me. It teaches me how to deal with people..how to be wise, how to appreciate people’s thoughts no matter how stupid it is. So ya, basically, this is one of the phase where I grow my personality. Change myself into better individual. And i’m grateful for that.
And the person who got the position is actually the one who deserves it the most. So let’s just call that I am only being a participant in a marathon.
I don’t go after being the first to be in the finish line. I just want to finish the race. Alive.
Ps. I might be rude, and unconsciously being offensive towards people, but believe me, i don’t hold grudge. I get over things easily. So my advice, do that too. Have a good day, xoxo.
The closest thing to death is getting pregnant. Thousands of threats and unpredictable things might happen, and yet just as pure as water, the love that women have, they don’t stop getting pregnant.
It’s the fight that every women would die to get into. The fight between new life or death. Sacrificing themselves for other human being within them.
Nothing as pure as the love of mothers to the children. Nothing. Cause to be honest, nobody would go through a hell of pain for other people, and put their life at risk for the sake of other human being like mothers do.