If only I have the guts to tell everything. Hay, it isn’t supposed to be that way. My hands were cold and shaky while I type all those things. Nakakainis! Can I rewind this day? I planned everything but I wasn’t able to say anything. Pero, okay lang yan, Jen! :)
Silly Conversations…
Well, I guess I can’t prntsc all. I noticed that I’m always speechless. Booo Jen!
When I am So Happy…
Being friends for more than 12 years. Never fail to update one another. Calling each other “babe” on all your conversations. Liking your qualities to his mother. Planning for the future. Talking about getting married. Imagining how your future kids will look like. Saying and making you feel that you are special. Showing you to his friend. Loving every simple thing about you. Turning the night into day just to talk to you. Excited and looking forward to the next day for the same reasons… and so much more.
That’s a different kind of friendship.
Simple. Sweet. Special.
When I am So Happy….
…I Just Can’t Hide it
I hope @anjelicake will be able to see this. Lol Because her :)) makes the other comment awkward to read. Just kiddin’! I love you, Anje! :))
Favorite is the word of the day. I wonder if I should tell you that you are also my favorite :)
(Source: life-is-like-a-wineglass)
I can’t believe this!
I’m so stupid posting stuffs here on tumblr about me and my friend. I forgot that my elem and high school friends are following me. Now, they’re asking and teasing me about it. Well, anyway, what’s there to hide? I’m happy talking with him and he is happy as well (I think?). It can easily be seen on both our fb walls. But, I swear there’s nothing wrong calling each other “babe” or “love” whatsoever even if you’re just friends. I just can’t express it or something and that’s the reason why I post it here on tumblr. And of course, because I don’t want to forget those cute conversations. I’m just happy talking with him. For 12 years that we’ve been friends, he is always there for me. He is just so nice and sweet. Oh well, maybe he’s like that to all his friends. I don’t care, I will continue posting. I am so happy and I think that is the most important! :)
About me
I am 22 when I started tumblr and now I'm 24, but I'm not acting like one. I'm so immature.
Dependently independent. Difficult. Atypical.
I can't decide on my own. At times, I'm so stupid.
I love to be on my own. But I don't want to be alone.
I love to contradict cos I think that's cute. Not unless, I hurt somebody. So please, just tell me.
I am insenstive.
I cry. I get hurt. But no one knows.
I am a good friend...but don't mess with me.
I love denials.
I love to make other people happy.
I want to put a smile on every face I see.
I love to smile.
I love to be happy.
Happiness pulses with every beat of my heart.
