this sounds like the background music you’d hear in a movie as the camera leads you around a bustling marketplace in the 17- or 1800s and it leads to the sight of a bunch of sailors hoisting and tossing around a bunch of packages on a ship getting ready to set sail for adventure
I don’t even like the song Thrift Shop, but this is beaUTIFUL??!?
(Source: cruelshelledoffbrat, via hotaru-chi)
"The trick, kiddo,” his mom replies slowly. “Is finding someone who complements you instead of completes you. You need to be complete on your own."
"If they respect you, respect them. If they disrespect you, still respect them. Do not allow the actions of others to decrease your good manners, because you represent yourself, not others."
August 21, Wednesday. Photoshoot in Katy and Mylinh after a month.
Today’s pretty productive. I got to workout today, do the photoshoot with Tiffany and got to talk to her and sit at the park till 7. The weather at that time was really nice specially when we biked to the first place we went to. We got to see a gator and we thought it was gonna rain. The clouds were nice and there was a soothing breeze. It wasn’t too hot and it was just fine. I had to ditch Tony playing basketball though because I got caught up talking with Tiffany about random things. Mylinh texted me and I went home to get ready and see her. I ended up going to her house by 8:30ish and she drove us to Bellaire. To summarize it, things didn’t really go well. It was a bit awkward and it was just not how it was. She was distant and there was no spark in anything we say or the way we look at each other. That time I decided it was over between us completely, that I could care less now even though I still care. I just don’t want her to be in my mind all the time. I have things to do. She wasn’t the girl that I actually liked.
I was drunk with summer’s time and I quickly fell for the girl who held my hand and told me “let’s go”. Our adventure ended when I woke up in August’s end far away in the reality where it was only I who laid in the middle of the road. I asked myself “am I hanged over or was it all but a dream?”
There are moments when I miss you
#i miss you
When I walk around with a quiet mouth but loud mind, there’s a piece of you under my skin and it reminds me of your being. It’s a piercing thought that turns me down a knob. A split second I smile but a second afterwards there’s a rush of unpleasant throb in my heart and emotions quickly change like a gunshot. Your memories become a bright sunlight over a rainy day and it’s quite confusing. Then I started to have trails of thoughts leading to a dark tunnel and I just get lost in it. Then I miss you.