Oh, that’s why.. always wondered if I’m the only one that loves that smell.
"But just because you love something, I added to myself, doesn’t mean you’ll ever be great. Not if you don’t work. Most people stink at the things they love."
— Amy Chua, Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother (via likeoscar)
I promised myself I won’t give myself extra pressures. I broke that promise. What.
But it flew away from her reach / and the bullets catch in her teeth / Life goes on, it gets so heavy / The wheel breaks the butterfly / Every tear a waterfall / In the night the stormy night she’ll close her eyes / In the night the stormy night away she’d fly and dreams of / Para-para-paradise / Para-para-paradise / Para-para-paradise
- “Paradise” by Coldplay
I also want to spend my life in a paradise too. You know, travel the whole world, get lost by it’s wonder and beauty, erasing every memories of trauma and blues, and consumed by it’s beauty. Grace.
MIX PHOTOGRAPHY ART: JOSHMALDITO (C)
Yesterday, at Literature, my professor asked us about mancrushes, homosexuality and bisexuality. I was dying, restraining myself from saying anything about my OTP in the class. Thank goodness my friends were able to help me calm down. Goodness, no, let’s not talk about queer criticism in class if I can’t say anything about Larry. Please. Please. Things like these hurt me.
(Source: theycallmegomer)
"A man pinching the heart of a snared bird to kill it, so as not to ruin the feathers"
— Barry Lopez (via instantsatisfication)
(Source: controlledexperiment)
I’m tired. Not physically. Not yet mentally. But emotionally. It’s this kind of fatigue that I hate most because it’s hard to cure. I can’t drink medicine. I can’t simply indulge in cookies and cream ice cream. I can’t simply wash this down by going to the beach. Growing frustrations, pressures…repressed emotions. I’m tired. I’m freaking tired. And I feel so inadequate; I feel so invaluable. I feel like I’m drifting away with an empty stomach.
I have a very simplistic logic that tells me that if something does not cause harms to a greater number of people, then it’s okay. It’s full of holes, I know. But it’s my way on how to live more simply.
