DYSTHYMIC BANANA

TWITTUH

tumatalikod,

humaharap,

pilit pumipiglas.

hindi makatakas

kahit sa pag-iwas.

panahong lumipas

naglaho sa

isang kumpas.

hindi ba matatapos

ang hirap na dinadanas?

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ang pusong pagod

parang hindi susuko.

kahit anong hintay

kaya yatang isubo.

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bakit pilit sinusulat

ang kantang walang tungo,

kahit ang utak lamang

ang may alam ng tono?

sino ba ang hindi hangal

kapag ang puso’y dinurog?

utak lamang ang may alam

ng tama nitong tono.

Everyone has something of beauty about them. But loving let’s you look, and look, and look again. You notice the back of a hand, the turn of a head, the way of a walk. When you first love, you look blind and you see it all as the glorious, beloved whole, or a beautiful sum of beautiful parts. But when you see the one you love as pieces, as why’s, you can love those parts too, and it’s a love at once more complicated and more complete.
Ally Condie, Crossed (via quotethat)
Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together?
Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.
Emery Allen   (via seulray)
I want to talk with you forever. I remember every word you’ve ever said to me. If only I could visit you as a foreigner goes into a new country, learn the language of you, wander past all borders into every private and secret place, I would stay forever. I would become a citizen of you. You would say it’s too soon to feel this way. You would ask how I could be so certain. But some things can’t be measured by time. Ask me an hour from now. Ask me a month from now. A year, ten years, a lifetime. The way I love you will outlast every calendar, clock, and every toll of every bell that will ever be cast.
 Lisa Kleypas, A Wallflower Christmas  (via larmoyante)
Writing is finally about one thing: going into a room alone and doing it. Putting words on paper that have never been there in quite that way before. And although you are physically by yourself, the haunting Demon never leaves you, that Demon being the knowledge of your own terrible limitations, your hopeless inadequacy, the impossibility of ever getting it right. No matter how diamond-bright your ideas are dancing in your brain, on paper they are earthbound.
William GoldmanAdventures in the Screen Trade (via vintageanchorbooks)

Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran

I think you’re the sort of person who finds money on the ground and waves it in the air and asks if anyone has lost it. I think you cry in movies that aren’t even sad because you have a soft heart, though you don’t let it show. I think you do things that scare you, and that makes you braver than those adrenaline junkies who bungee-jump off bridges.
Gayle Forman, Just One Day. (via about-sophie)

I don’t even know if I have already given up. There’s a part of me that wants you but there’s a part of me that’s okay with the distance between us. One thing I’m sure of is that I miss you and I’m tired of missing you. Funny how this little paradox gives me strength. 

niccoolleeyy:

My favorite path that always leads me to happiness.