THESE ARE ACTUALLY GOOD QUESTIONS.

burningserendipity:

  1. the person i like and why i like them.
  2. a famous person i’ve been compared to.
  3. 5 things that irritate me about the same sex/opposite sex.
  4. the best thing that has happened to me this week.
  5. weird things i do when i’m alone.
  6. how i’d spend ten thousand bucks.
  7. things i like and things i don’t like about the way i look.
  8. my last night out in detail.
  9. something that makes me sad when i think about it.
  10. something i’ve lied about.
  11. would i rather be stranded on a desert island with someone i love for ten years or someone i hate for a month? explain why.
  12. something i’m currently worrying about.
  13. one person from tumblr i’d throw off a cliff, one i’d marry and one i’d fuck.
  14. something i do without realising.
  15. lyrics that apply to my current situation/mood.
  16. a drunken story.
  17. something i regret.
  18. post a picture of myself.
  19. my longest relationship and who it was with.
  20. press ctrl v and post.
  21. post a bit of my last IM convo.
  22. 5 things i want to change.
  23. my view on being tumblr famous.
  24. someone i’d like to be for a day and why.
  25. 5 things within touching distance.
  26. story of my first kiss.

(Source: purem0rning, via the-foofighter)

Thank you, person. For making me realize how incredibly pathetic I am, and for further more adding insult to injury.

JSYK, you suck. But you’ll never realize that, because you’re that blown up. Jeez.

edited the seventeenth of may, 12 nn. I don’t give a fuck anymore! HAHA feels good! Plus, I gots food delivered in ten minutes and it’s ridiculous how I’m so happy because of it. Lolol

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(via -theperfectmistake)

Fifty books in 360 days (?)

1. The Happiness Project - Gretchen Rubin (finished 11/360)

2. The Fault in our Stars - John Green (finished 11/360)

3. Looking for Alaska - John Green (finished 13/360)

4. The Hunger Games - Suzanne Collins (finished 15/360)

5. Catching Fire - Suzanne Collins (finished 17/360)

6. Mockingjay - Suzanne Collins (finished 18/360)

7. Veronika Decides to Die - Paulo Coelho (finished 22/360)

7.5 The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories - HitRecord (finished 22/360)

8. Paper Towns - John Green (finished 24/360)

9. An Abundance of Katherines - John Green (finished 31/360)

10. Boom! - Mark Haddon (finished 34/360)

11. About a Boy - Nick Hornby (finished 46/360)

12. The Giver - Lois Lowry (finished 49/360)

13. Naomy and Ely’s No Kiss List - Rachel Cohn and David Levithan (finished —/360)

14. Will Grayson, Will Grayson - John Green and David Levithan (finished —/360)

15. Fight Club - Chuck Palahniuk (finished —/360)

Some of the songs that haunt me.

Your Ex-Lover Is Dead - Stars

For Your Love - Marching Band

This Modern Love - Bloc Party

It Means Nothing - Stereophonics

All Those Pretty Lights - Andrew Belle

Shattered - Trading Yesterday

Growing Up Beside You - Paolo Nutini

Crash Into Me - Dave Matthews Band

a letter.

Dear friend,

Hello.

I need to talk to you, right here, right now. But the circumstances won’t permit it, so I’m writing this instead.

I’ve been having a shitty time in my three weeks here in Manila. For one, I have no one to talk to about the littlest things. (I need someone to talk to about the littlest things.) Plus, I can’t make friends in the blink of an eye. (I take time.) Moreover, I’m feeling so homesick now more than ever. (I don’t know why but I never felt this way when I was just starting in college, i guess my excitement overshadowed that feeling.) 

The highlight of my week is finishing a book and/or watching a new subbed episode of Running Man. That’s it. It’s all downhill from there. The thing that I hate more about attending school is not knowing anybody from school.

Yes, I have no social life. But I have to say I define social life quite differently. For others, it might be drinking and partying until they drop, that sort of shit. For me, it’s hanging out in a secret place with your closest friends - watching movies, eating popcorn and laughing your hearts out. I need that right now. I guess I always had that then, a close friend to whom I can tell the littlest things, I mean, and I was merely taking it for granted at the time. Now that I don’t have that I feel so sick to my core.

I want a real person. Here. And I’m so scared because I might never meet one. Yet there’s still a 0.01% of me that never loses hope. I want to meet you, friend. I hope you’re hoping to meet me too.

I’ll pay for you, anytime. (Bloc Party, 2005)

Always longing for your presence,

D.

(Source: the-blink182, via -theperfectmistake)

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I could really use a friend right now. Sigh.

Need to vent to someone. Question is, who?

Oh, it’s okay. I wouldn’t remember me either.

- Lester Burnham, American Beauty

reality blur!

So, uh, I had this crush when I was in freshman year. (Yeah, this crush lasted for long! He was really hot - buff with a nice face and all. And his name was a name he shared with a number of crushes I had in the past. Not that it even matters.) Well, I just found out that he now has a girl. What! I know I shouldn’t be affected like this or anything, because I don’t even know the guy (well, he doesn’t know me kekeke). But who am I kidding. He really is one of the hottest guys in school. He’s a freaking athlete. Lots of friends in school. The Jock. Plus smart, I bet. Guys like that don’t stay single. (Yet he was when I had a crush on him ugh.) I guess what affects me is how he’s with this really pretty, pretty girl. And they’re really very cute together. Yeah, that kills me. Why should hot people date hot people also anyway? WHY? (that’s how the cookie crumbles, self, deal with it) Ok. I’ll deal with it. But she’s CHINESE, bro. You’re not! DAMNIT THAT SHOULD NOT LAST LONG.

Haha enough of this ranting. I, too, am actually having trouble with this Great Wall…thing. At least just until recently.

I bet I won’t even think about this in the morning lol. I’m sorry I’m such a numbnut. Nothing to talk to about the most superficial things, you know? 

conflicting afterthoughts

Maybe I don’t want to be rich.

Maybe I don’t want to own a chain of malls.

Maybe I don’t want to be a CEO.

Maybe I don’t want to be living in a house as big as a theme park.

Maybe I want simple.

Maybe I want to stay in Pangasinan.

Easy.

Light.

Less the stress.

I always say to myself that I want to have a job that I really, really love doing, then it wouldn’t really seem like a job that would make me look like a pathetic money slave. The things I would do for money. Being a corporate sellout. Ish.

But I want to help people in return. Those in need. Big time.

I want to take my family to different places they’ve never been.

I want to make others happy.

“Money?!” Here goes the opposing half of me again. “You can make them happy even without money!”

Well, you see, self, even if we like it or not, money can take your family to places. Money can aid those who live in poverty.

So I guess I’m going to be okay with being a corporate sellout. A slave for money. If it means that there is greater purpose I could work for.

Because I can’t be a doctor. I’m already in too deep in Management.

It was a dream I always had. To be in a white gown treating patients. Well, I still do have that dream.

But some dreams have to suffer for other dreams to come true, right?

I pick the “easy way out”. Four years in college.

Such a nightmare having to take courses that are far from my interest.

I do my best anyway. Because my parents do their best for all this to become possible.

I’m lucky in more ways than one.

In the end, I guess, maybe I can’t have simple.

But I can have “greater happiness”.

Whatever that means.

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY