It’s the lethal Manila rush hour. Everyone seems to be in a hurry to go home after a hot and tiring day. It has been a long day for me, too, yet I found an unexpected reason to feel high. I swear I cannot wipe the smirk off my face in the MRT. If my friends were to see me now, they’d think I’m on drugs.
Hey you, I do not think you have any idea about how you had an effect on me. =)
I must be lucky or this must be my day
It’s the warmth of holding you till I’m infused by your scent
I think it’s something I can feel for myself
Could it get any better than this, I’m holding my breath
For a kiss
I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived.
— Thoreau (via ndbmiller)
Truth. Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You push it, stretch it, it’ll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it’ll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it’ll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream.
— Todd Anderson - Dead Poets Society (via higherthanhigh-lowerthandeep)
Most talented male Kpop group ever.
(via xicacha)
You just have to accept that you mean nothing to that person who got away.
