Hindi naman talaga ako pala-dasal pero nung minsang napadaan yung sinasakyan kong bus sa tapat ng isang simbahan, hiniling ko na sana, ibigay ka na Niya sakin.
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(Source: sumasablay)
You cannot convince people to love you. This is an absolute rule. No one will ever give you love because you want him or her to give it. Real love moves freely in both directions. Don’t waste your time on anything else.
—Cheryl Strayed (via themorninglight)
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Think of how many people have sat next to you on a bus, train, whatever. Now think how many people have sat next to you on purpose with their fingers crossed in hope that you’ll talk to them. I’m sure somebody has. There’s plenty of times when somebody’s seen you and hoped that you spoke to them, but you never did because you don’t have the guts and neither do they. Don’t go around thinking nobody likes you and that you’re not loved. There’s been plenty of times when a stranger has spotted you and thought “Oh, they’re just my type” but haven’t had the courage or confidence to open their mouth and initiate a conversation. The funny thing is, neither have you.
—(via thelovewhisperer)
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The principle of reciprocity should apply to your love life: Don’t call a guy every day when he won’t even reply to a single text. Don’t give him the world when he won’t even give you a city or a small town. Don’t give him your heart when he won’t even give you his dirty toenail. You get the idea.
—Candy Magazine (April 2011)
i will love you, only if you are a peanut kisses. #munchies (Taken with Instagram)
Shit! Shit! Shit! Hahahahaha.
Parang Globe. Go lang ng go.
I don’t get it why I indulged myself to your insolence and spitefulness. Maybe; just maybe I was in my desperate moment at that time, and in seek of indemnity and with this impulsiveness that I have; I found shit on you.
#colors #foodstagram #munchies (Taken with Instagram)
When you love someone… truly love them, friend or lover, you lay your heart open to them. You give them a part of yourself that you give to no one else, and you let them inside a part of you that only they can hurt—you literally hand them the razor with a map of where to cut deepest and most painfully on your heart and soul. And when they do strike, it’s crippling—like having your heart carved out. It leaves you naked and exposed, wondering what you did to make them want to hurt you so badly when all you did was love them. What is so wrong with you that no one can keep faith with you? That no one can love you? To have it happen once is bad enough… but to have it repeated? Who in their right mind would not be terrified of that?
—Sherrilyn Kenyon (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
(via alainatividad)
Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, the act of holding hands is often trivialised in its true implications. As the Beatles once said: ”I want to hold your hand”.
(via xbeax)
