Maybe it’s not blood bonds that make us a family. Perhaps it’s the people who knows our secrets and love us anyway so we can finally be ourselves.
It’s been a year and I’m still here, coping up pretty well. Or I wish I am. There are a lot of things I wanted to tell YOU, so much I wanted to ask, but doing so would defy my purpose of letting things go. You’re happy and so I am. We saw each other the last time, you know that. I can see in your eyes you were wondering how I am. I’ve been better. There are relapses but see, it’ll pass. I know I have been stronger and my friends never failed to keep me sane. How are you for the past year, huh? I kind off wanted to ask you too but I chose not to. I remember how things worked in your place. I miss everyone’s company. How everyone just teases each other and laugh at each other. Anyway, enough about that. If you’ll be able to read this, good. If not, I don’t mind. I just had to find a way to let some things in my mind out without actually directly talking to you. I’m happy for you, always know that I am.
What is Love?
When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No… don’t blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away… (Iannis to Pelagia)
Dear followers, I want to get to know you
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(Source: skinny-mini-me, via missgoodytwoshoesact-deactivate)
