I don’t get why the number of followers and notes you get here in Tumblr matter so much to people that they do everything they can to increase it. I mean, yeah it kind of makes me happy when random people follow me and like and/or reblog my posts but I don’t obsess on it and try hard to make myself famous.

I use Tumblr to say what I want/need to say that I’m not free and comfortable to say in other social networking sites and even in person, But I don’t use it to become an internet star or whatever.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against those wannabe Tumblr stars, it’s just that I’ve been reading a lot of posts about it recently and I just don’t get what’s the big deal.

Happy 20th birthday to my best friend for nine years!!!!

Happy birthday Claire! >:D<
(http://brightlittleflower.tumblr.com/)

We’ve been friends for nine years and there are a lot of things to be thankful for within that particular time period. Nonetheless, I would like to thank you for continuing to be friends with me for this long and for so much more. :)

Thank you for all those times we spent together when we were younger. Those times when we would play jack stones, chinese garter and badminton, to name a few. Those random whims of memorizing song lyrics and mastering playing Hawak Kamay, High and Passenger Seat on the guitar, And I would never forget those times when we would talk about anything under the sun for hours from our crushes to our dreams of you being a fashion designer (which you are living up to) and I being your model. Thank you for being there when I badly needed someone to talk to and for always hearing me out without ever judging me. 

Thank you for introducing me to the dance ministry, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have learned tambourine dancing and interpretative dancing. Being a pastor’s kid, I get to meet and make a lot of friends. However, it would always end once we transfer to another church or it would continue for a while then eventually die down due to lack of communication. You are the only exception and I thank God that our paths once again crossed in college.

I know I’m not the greatest best friend. I wasn’t there in your debut and today I wasn’t able to share this no-longer-a-teen moment with you despite our relative proximity, but know that I keep your best interests in my heart and I’m sending you waves of love, warmth and happiness right at this moment. ;)

Before I end this, I would like to thank your shy, eleven year old self who offered me that lollipop one Sunday morning in church that started this all. 

I love you Claire to the moon and back! <3 Having a non-existent love life is bearable because I have you as my best friend. :) I am contented to listening to your love life full of kisses. LOL! I hope you enjoyed your day even though it would have been more fun if I’d celebrated it with you. 

(Alam kong may fetish ka sa ferris wheels kaya ayan! :)) One of these days makakasakay tayo diyan at lahat ng bitter memories na in-associate mo diyan, matatabunan ng pagsakay natin. LOL!)

P.S. marami pa naman tayong birthdays na i-cecelebrate and I swear babawi ako in one of those. :) <3

"And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about."

"I love those moments when you’re done pouring your heart out and you’re just staring at the words that you have carefully written and rewritten, making sure that they convey exactly how you’re feeling. It’s overwhelming, the kind of peace that comes afterward, knowing that you’ve battled with the hurricane of emotions whirling inside you and you have come out of it triumphant. The thing about writing is that with the right words, you can make even the most heartbreaking tragedies look good on paper, making them almost worth it. Also, once you’ve written them down, these words, these feelings, they’re no longer your own. They’ll belong to anyone else who will bother to read them. You, on the other hand, are freed. You’re uburdened of the horrible feeling you’ve been having. It’s the same as crying your eyes out or screaming at the top of your lungs. It is such a relief. It’s a momentary bliss. It’s a wonderful release."

Neurolove.me: Relationship Issues: Healthy versus Unhealthy Boundaries

It’s sad.

When you try to pick up a conversation with someone you haven’t talked to in a while and used to be close to, but you notice that they don’t make any effort to talk to you and just push you further away to the point where you realize that things have changed and it’d be probably better to let go. People come and go, sadly. Even the ones you thought you’d never lose.

(Source: zeloxmuse)

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