I guess that love does fade.. That sometimes the heart does get tired of longing, of hoping.. That sometimes we just have to accept the fact that some things can never be and that we should be contented with things as they are...

Leaving is a choice. Ü

Staying is a choice. Ü

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But we can never really ask someone to stay or leave. It's a choice they have to make for themselves.

and sometimes.. no matter how much you beg someone to stay or how hard you try to make someone leave, you really have no control over what they will choose.

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"Hindi naman kailangan ang maraming tao para bumuo ng mundo eh. Minsan isang tao lang ang kasama mo, buo na ang mundong kailangan mo habang buhay." -Bob Ong

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People don't tell who I am... I tell them...

"When people walk away from you, let them go. Your destiny is never tied to anyone who leaves you, and it doesn't mean they are bad people.It just means that their part in your story is over.." :(

I am nowhere near perfect. I sing when I'm bored. I cry when I can't handle the pain anymore. I smile even though I'm hurting inside. I'm vulnerable in believing lies. I play the guitar when I need to think and I watch "friends" when I don't want to think. I can talk to you about anything under the sun. I can be hyper at times. I dance when I'm happy. I smile a lot when my day's going well. and If you'd let me, I can be myself around you.

I love: music. Guitars. Sunsets. Beach. Cameras. Clothes. Shoes. Happy people. Someone who could hold a good conversation with. Pillows. The color green. Stuffedtoys. Dogs/puppies. shakes. Italian food. Cakes. Chocolates. Volleyball. Swimming. Badminton. Books. :)

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This is me. Ü

So, if you can't handle me at my worst.. You don't deserve me at my best..

I want a guy who would shove ice cream on my face. Who will wrestle with me. Who shows me off to his friends. Who treats me with respect. Who sings to me, even if he can't. Who could break my heart but wouldn't dream of doing it.

I want someone who does'nt make me cry myself to sleep.