Friday, October 28, 2011 @ 5:56 PM

Point out my mistakes and correct me if I am wrong. Set me straight, fix my flaws, and mold me into a better person.

But don't accuse me of something I haven't done or put the blame over me. You can't correct something that has already been set right. I'll admit to my faults, if I am at fault. Don't expect me to play guilty when I'm not.

Thursday, October 27, 2011 @ 6:59 PM

At the end of the day, there's only one person that can make me genuinely happy.

Sunday, October 23, 2011 @ 10:12 AM

"But we loved with a love that was more than love."

Edgar Allan Poe

Saturday, October 22, 2011 @ 9:53 PM

And after all that's occurred these past two years, it's amazing how we've ended up here. Together.

There were many opportunities where we could have chosen to be apart and continue our lives on different roads, and at times we took those chances. But at some point, our paths crossed and we ran into each other one time after another. These inevitable coincidental encounters have brought us happily together. And it gives me the motivation to never give up on you.

Maybe our encounters were simply accidents. Or maybe we're just destined to be stuck with each other.

@ 9:40 PM

Friday, October 21, 2011 @ 5:34 PM

You may go through life wearing a costume to hide your true self. When the final show is over and the curtain comes down, though, you must come to terms with who you truly are, not who you’d like to be.

20th Anniversary
Tuesday, October 18, 2011 @ 9:09 PM

Two decades have passed since my parents' marriage, and I am grateful that they have made it this far.

It is much too common to see broken up households during these times of instability and I am grateful because I am one of the lucky few that have both parents by my side to guide me. My parents have been together for over twenty years. That means twenty years of arguing, fussing over tiny things, learning embarrassing details about each other, finding out new things that're irritating, disappointment, and hurting; but also twenty years of facing and overcoming obstacles together, efforts to sustain the strong bond they've created so it does not become frail, and coming to realize and accept the fact that they cannot go on without the company of each other. In spite of their clashing personalities and conflicting perspectives, they learned to compromise and admire those seemingly negative factors of each other. Twenty years of forgiving and condoning mistake after mistake, yet still being able to possess such high tolerance.

The endurance, compassion, and strength of my parents give me hope.

Everything is a competition.
Sunday, October 16, 2011 @ 2:00 AM

As soon as I find some skill that I am mildly good at, I start to lose my motivation.

I've heard the phrase, "Don't compare yourself to others," possibly a thousand times yet I find myself repeating the same actions I swore to resist, everyday. When I look around, all I see are prodigies that I could never match up to. They were born with the talents that I wasn't blessed with. Even if I am truly "good" at something, there are billions of people that are so much more talented that I could ever be despite my number of tries. All of these articles acknowledging child geniuses, people getting accepted into Harvard, professional singers, and millionaires―all around my age―begin to depress me. Truth is, I am nothing compared to these natural talents and I wonder if I'll ever be somebody.

Where do I stand with the merits I possess? Who will I become, what will my future be like? They say that your efforts are what determine your fortunes but the true result of trying hard is unknown.

I'm unsure if my best will actually lead me into becoming the best.

Saturday, October 15, 2011 @ 8:13 PM

@ 1:06 PM

I am tired of the same old shit, same people, same place, same activities.

I need change.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011 @ 10:18 AM

Feelings that come back, are feelings that never went away.

Monday, October 10, 2011 @ 5:52 PM

Waiting and yearning for the better days.

@ 5:48 PM

I hardly ever give up. Raising the white flag and surrendering to fail isn't an option for me. There are times where I want to throw everything I've worked for and quit because continuing the fight seems so long and difficult. But every time I am on the verge of giving up, there's this voice inside of me that chants, just a little more.

It never fails to plant enough motivation within me to keep me going. I view every "journey" or "experience" of mine like a tunnel. It may seem dark, dreadful, and it may seem like it will never end. You may even want to turn back around because the remaining path seems like it's stretched out forever. But once you turn around, you'll never be able to experience what's prepared for you on the other side. And who knows, you could have turned around just a step further from the exit. I would never want to lose a chance that I could have obtained if I just tried a little harder, a little longer.

Saturday, October 8, 2011 @ 2:44 PM

Society’s standards are fucked. If you’re reserved and quiet, you’re emo. If you’re open and expressive, you’re attention hungry. If you’re a virgin by 16, you’re doing something wrong. If you lose it by 16, you’re a whore. If you don’t compliment yourself, you’re begging for compliments. If you do compliment yourself, you’re full of yourself. If you’re unique, you’re weird. If you’re “normal,” you’re boring. It’s hard to find yourself in a world so centered around perfection, when in reality imperfection is what defines us.

Which is why I started to not give a shit about what people think.

All the times that I asked to get my ears pierced
Monday, October 3, 2011 @ 9:13 PM

In Elementary school:
"Wait until you're in middle school."

In middle school:
"Wait until you're in high school."

In high school:
"Wait until you're in college."

And if I'm correct, in college:
"Wait until you're married."

@ 2:54 PM

Just come with your heart, and leave the rest to me.

Sunday, October 2, 2011 @ 8:39 PM

@ 7:48 PM

You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid; You say that you love me too.