Beautiful Mess.

balance in everything

And when you choose a life partner, you’re choosing a lot of things, including your parenting partner and someone who will deeply influence your children, your eating companion for about 20,000 meals, your travel companion for about 100 vacations, your primary leisure time and retirement friend, your career therapist, and someone whose day you’ll hear about 18,000 times.

Habang tumatagal, mas marami akong natututuhan sa ‘yo at sa relasyon natin. Habang tumatagal, dumadalang ‘yung ‘I love you,’ ‘miss na kita,’ at marami pang iba. Tumatagal na tayo kaya nagiging ‘gawa’ na ang mga ‘salita.’ Walang tinamad, nasanay lang. Walang hindi nagbago. Magbabago at magbabago ang lahat. At kapag nalampasan ang mga ‘yun, du’n tayo mas lalong tatagal.

I still smile even though we’re miles apart.

Kung mainit pa ang ulo mo, huwag ka na munang magsalita lalo na kung mainit din ang ulo ng boyfriend o girlfriend mo. Huwag mong sabayan ang galit niya. Sa halip ay magtimpi kahit pa alam mo sa sarili mo na ikaw ang tama. May mga laban talaga na walang dapat manalo para tumagal ang relasyon niyo. Sa huli, magkabati man kayo sa away na ‘yan, hindi mo na mababawi pa ang masasakit na salitang nabitawan o mabibitawan mo.

That’s what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you’re not so lovable.

Take wrong turns. Talk to strangers. Open unmarked doors. And if you see a group of people in a field, go find out what they are doing. Do things without always knowing how they’ll turn out. You’re curious and smart and bored, and all you see is the choice between working hard and slacking off. There are so many adventures that you miss because you’re waiting to think of a plan. To find them, look for tiny interesting choices. And remember that you are always making up the future as you go.

Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.

Fuck with people who encourage growth, always.

your skin touches mine in a flicker of a second and i realize - this, this is what forever feels like.

You know what’s sickening when you’re in love? It’s the surprises— the roller coasters where you don’t have seat-belts on and you’ll feel like you could fly, but eventually you’ll always fall. You’re going to ask for one more try, until somehow, you would lose every container of your soul. But then you’ll ride again and shout such fragments out to the void. These are phrases of happiness with absolute cries in the middle of your own confusion. It would chew you up, whole. As if you’re the monster of your own— the one’s who’s in all-out control. A cracked and messed up-being, but a beautiful mosaic of shattered pieces; built by love— and selfless feeling. I know you’ll never get it yet—but you’ll be, some time in the perfect soon. And that’s when you know it’s love, and it’ll going to make you sick.