MY WANDERINGS AND WONDERINGS.
Christ. Family. Pupu. Career. Interests.
Blogging. Music. Shoes. Perfumes. Photography. Blazers. Leggings. Urban. Oversized. GG. Sweets. Buffalo Wings. Snowballs. Colorful and glamorous frills.
Pictures are a way in this tumblr so are words.
(some photos aren't mine unless stated)
I just don’t want to answer questions that has something to do with me and him unless they already know the story.
It’s over. We’re over. I am moving on, trying my best to move forward.
People do fall out of love, they come and go, that’s how life is. Face it.
Food, essential to moving on #food (Taken with instagram)
Flying off somewhere and never coming back home ✈⛵🏊 (Taken with instagram)
I am sorry I had to post that, I just have to get accustomed to that. I still can’t believe a day would come he’d say that to me. I guess people really just what? Fall out of love? Was he lying all the while when he said he loved me? Or I was just delusional from the very start?
I hate the fact that I still don’t hate him, not even a bit, not even close.
But nothing lasts forever, sooner or later I have to let go of everything.
It’s more painful at night.
I won’t trust my heart to anyone ever again. This is just too painful. I don’t think love is meant for me.
New polish, new slippers #pink #nails #havaianas #igersmanila #dashingdiva (Taken with instagram)
Girlfriends 😊😁😁😝 @rochmanas @tinmalonzo @joanarzadon #friends4life #atc #igersmanila #followme #valencia (Taken with instagram)
His exact words were
“HINDI NA KITA MAHAL”
You have no idea how much that hurt.
Thank you for letting me know.
Hi,
It hurts so bad, I don’t know if you know. I tried to be busy, I tried hanging out with people, believe me I tried to forget about it. I thought I was okay.
Obviously I was wrong.
I miss him so bad. I wonder if he knows it and I wonder if he cares.
The problem with me?
I trust too much.
Be careful who you open up to, not all are concerned most of them are just curious, and the information they get, they’ll surely use to destroy, judge, and make you feel bad about yourself.
The cruel, vicious, and sad world.
I woke up feeling a tad bit better, well emotionally, since I’m feeling sick physically.
To see his message made me feel better. I want to tell him how much I miss, that I want to see him, I want to hug him, kiss him, and hold him but I know I shouldn’t.
I think he knows that or does he? I am controlling myself and it’s kind of hard but I’m getting there.
Maybe if we’ll see each other again, I’ll get butterflies and all those sorts of things. Hay. What is happening to me? :|
I know you’re not yet ready and confused, I respect that. I’ll understand that, just don’t ask me to stop loving you.
Goodnight.
