u see me packing my stuff plus im in my running kit. of coz im going to workout be it at the park or at the gym.
oh wait..actually i forgot d most important part. im running away!
im done pleasing u, walking on eggshells around u, hear ur neverending theories. u noe wat it doesnt matter to me if u trust me or not coz trust is mutual, im not giving u mine so im fine w/o urs.
only she matters, not u. after so many years this is the last straw,finally.
get a job, stay in it, dont burden others & stop being a Nato. for goodness sake arent u tired of urself already?
“Something about first love defies duplication. Before it, your heart is blank. Unwritten. After, the walls are left inscribed and graffitied. When it ends, no amount of scrubbing will purge the scrawled oaths and sketched images, but sooner or later, you find that there’s space for someone else, between the words and in the margins.”—Tammara Webber, Where You Are (via larmoyante)
“Wasn’t it better if they kept this desire to see each other hidden within them, and never actually got together? That way, there would always be hope in their hearts. That hope would be a small, yet vital flame that warmed them to their core — a tiny flame to cup one’s hands around and protect from the wind, a flame that the violent winds of reality might easily extinguish.”—Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via danseurs)
"We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually.”
“Perhaps all romance is like that; not a contract between equal parties but an explosion of dreams and desires that can find no outlet in everyday life. Only a drama will do and while the fireworks last the sky is a different colour.”—Jeanette Winterson, The Passion (via bookmania)
“Relationships are mysterious. We doubt the positive qualities in others, seldom the negative. You will say to your partner: do you really love me? Are you sure you love me? You will ask this a dozen times and drive the person nuts. But you never ask: are you really mad at me? Are you sure you’re angry? When someone is angry, you don’t doubt it for a moment. Yet the reverse should be true. We should doubt the negative in life, and have faith in the positive.”—Christopher Pike, Remember Me (via larmoyante)
“We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking. This is the great paradox.”—Nicholas Sparks,The Notebook (via creatingaquietmind)