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"She belonged to me," he said simply. "She was, you know, all the things I wasn’t. And I was all the things she wasn’t. She could paint circles around anyone; I can’t even draw a straight line. She was never into sports; I’ve always been." he lifted his outstretched palm and curled his fingers. "Her hand," he said. "It fit mine."

The Pact by Jodi Picoult (via thechocolatebrigade)

Perfect quote that fit my JohnKcE and I

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I had an arrow that shot through my heart when words started to mean nothing and actions meant everything. 

I have many deep cuts. Some open and others close. Kind of like the stars in the night sky. Some twinkling and others just don’t appear.

And those stars that are twinkling and shining are missed when the others that don’t appear are only when they’re noticed. Kind of like my thoughts and actions. The thoughts that are deep are taken lightly and the actions are taken insignificantly.

It’s the reason why some of my cuts are closed. They were from arrows shot before. When actions started to not mean nothing at all too.

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"The way I need you is a loneliness I cannot bear."

Carson McCullers, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter (via perfect)

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"while sitting on brighton beach (UK) back in 2005 with my new girlfriend, verity, i thought the view of our feet pointing out to sea would make a nice photo. ever since then we’ve continued to document our travels in this way, resulting in a collection of over 100 photos. in 2011 the series took a new twist with the arrival of a third set of feet – our daughter matilda. you can already see her little feet getting bigger and bigger." - text and photos by tom robinson

photos: arbol de piedra, bolivia; nahuel huapi national park, argentina; machu pichu, peru; bâlea lake, romania; blue mountains, australia; ko pha-ngan, thailand; st. georges hospital, london; cabo de são vicente, portugal; voje valley, near stara fužina, slovenia; london, england

Nope this is adorable.

One day I’ll be able to do this.

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A man with OCD recites a poem about his one true love. It’s heartbreaking.

this made me cry


dude that was crazy good!!!!!

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He came home hiding the lighter and the cigarettes. Done it for 10 years. Stuck in his own habit, he fell deep in his own bait.
My father knew the kind of life he lived; the risks and the continous up and down unsurety of his wife. He never got her flowers unless he was told. Nor did he take her out unless a hint was dropped. They both grew like that. A relationship that was thin with words and empty with action.
He once made a choice to try something new. Once is speaking to shy. Twice is pushing it but he still did it. He still had that affair. If he only knew how to make decisions, he could’ve saved himself. But what can he do? He’s only human. His desires were fulfilled and a broken family he now comes home to. She is stuck in her own vices and she feels it grabbing onto her spine. She seeked treatment only to be told that the back of her heart is the origin.
Actions may speak louder than words but misery is the only thing she hears.

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Fluffy Bunny!!!



Fluffy Bunny!!!

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A post about hope. Yes I give advice but I’m not really good in receiving them. I tell people “Don’t make anyone your world. Because once you feel you’ve lost that person or do actually loose that person, which world would you come home to?”. Leave it up to me to do just what I tell people not to do.
I’m always losing people because I find myself in between. In between not loving too much or loving too much. In this case, I loved too much. It feels as if it’s near gone. Where would I go home? Things such as events are shifting, love drifting away.
I looked at photos in my phone and I saw a picture I took of the skies of Alaska at sunset on the way back from New Mexico. I loved the varitions of colors in the skyline. Blue, red, orange, yellow, green. It represented hope for me. Hope that one day I’ll see those colors again. Blue, for the skies we looked at together, red for the roses that I received from you, orange for the juice that would energize you, yellow for the beauty and the beast ring you slyly placed in my hand and green for the grass we’ve yet to lay on.

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Oh the sweet mornings, afternoons and evenings. Visited my boyfriend in New Mexico. You never know how much you miss a person until youre able to actually see or feel their presence.

Oh the sweet mornings, afternoons and evenings. Visited my boyfriend in New Mexico. You never know how much you miss a person until youre able to actually see or feel their presence.


There She Is!! | First Step

There She Is!! | Cake Dance

There She Is!! |  Doki&Nabi

There She Is!! |  Paradise

There She Is!! |  Imagine

If you haven’t seen the There She Is!! series—you have no idea what you are missing.

I saw the very first There She Is!! when I was very, very little. Internet was still new and my brother and I watched it together when we were allowed thirty minutes of internet time each. Years later, in middle school, I rediscovered it—only to find that there were now three episodes, and the fourth was very near to releasing. It was the cutest thing ever!

Until the Fourth Step came out and shattered my heart. ((HEH…))

This series of short films is extremely inspiring and touching, and even though I haven’t watched this is Alasvaster knows how long, I find myself humming their tunes quite often. And now that I’m older, I can see a much, much deeper meaning to all this.

It’s not just a cute story about a rabbit and a cat. It’s the human condition, and what we can do to right the wrongs.

((Easter Egg: Click the cloud on the Third Step after the video loads!! Alternate opening!))


Once upon a time two years ago, I watched this short film. Preserved memory.

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Happy 20th Birthday mahal. 

It’s a pleasure to actually be a part of your life while celebrating your 20th birthday. Within the first 20 years of your life, you’ve managed to accomplish a variety of things. You’ve taken a responsibility to serve your country and ‘postpone death’ being a reputable medic for the service. You’ve shown your growth. And what is so beautiful about it; your mark in this world and to the people that love you will always remember the things you’ve done. Believe it or not, you’ve changed the course of peoples’ lives taking the roles of being a son, a brother, a friend, a coworker and a lover. You may be working on your birthday but it is the greatest gift to help out to a cause. Be proud of yourself Mahal. Because all of us; the people that care for you, are very proud of you. 

Enjoy every your day love. I love you <3

Hanggang ngayon nakikinig pa rin ako sa Hanggan Kailan; bali lahat ng awitin na nagdadala ng sama sa loob. Mapait parin ang puso mo. At parang ikaw lang yung nasaktan. Di mo lang inisip na masakit rin magmahal at mawalan. 

Greetings to you all! Just a little enlightenment on the page name. My Chinese name is Yu Bun Lan. It means 'Philippine Orchid'. Stationed at #area code: 907. && This Blog is my getaway for being bored. The pictures posted are mine if tagged #sweetmooncakes. My life is a wonderful mess full of photography, literature, philosophy, wisdom and LOVE. Have fun! I also follow back :D



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