Sunday, November 22, 2009

The greatest relationship.

I got this from my Tumblr. And I know it's worth sharing.

The greatest relationships are the ones you never expected to be in. The ones that swept you off your feet and challenged your ever view. The ones where you found yourself to be a better person because of who you were when he was around. The ones that made you wake up with a smile on your face no matter how corny it was. The ones that made everything right when it was wrong. the ones that caused you physical pain to leave because leaving meant losing a part of yourself.

The greatest relationships are the ones you’ll always remember not because of their length, but because of who you were with. The ones where the memories make you want to laugh when you’re crying. The ones that make you believe that god exists, because no one else could have created someone so amazing. The ones that cause you to change for the better, even if you don’t realize it. the ones where you know you’re being honest with yourself, so much it hurts.



The greatest relationships are the ones where he called you lame and you just rolled your eyes because you knew he was kidding. The ones where you were comfortable around him because you knew he’d love you no matter what. The ones where love seemed to be the only answer. The ones that made you compromise because it was something you knew you wanted to last. The ones where you accepted what he did because you just wanted to see him happy.


The greatest relationships are the ones that changed your life. The ones that made you rethink your future because you knew it’d be better with him. The ones where you felt like your forever had finally appeared. The ones that made you question the ending. The ones that told you to push through the problems because eventually it would be better again. The ones where you broke your heart and his for his good, even when you couldn’t explain without breaking a rule.

The greatest relationships are the ones where you care more about his happiness then you do about your own. The ones where you do what you do for his future, even if it means wrecking your present. The ones where you tell yourself to walk in the opposite direction, because you know there are just some things you can’t do. The ones when you cry not because it’s over, but because you know you lost not only him, but your best friend too.

The greatest relationships are the ones where you’ll thank him for being a part of your life, no matter how short. The ones where you’ll never forget him because he helped shape your view on love. The ones where you’ll always be there for him, whether or not he’ll accept that. The ones where he put up with your crap when he didn’t have to. The ones where your last tribute to him was doing something he never thought you’d do - and loving it.



The greatest relationships are the ones where you’ll always love him, even when he’s forgotten all about you. The ones where you’re changed forever because of him. The ones that you will always smile about because while they were flawed, they were still amazing. The ones where you fought what you knew was going to happen because you couldn’t quite come to terms with losing him. the ones that remind your love lost is better than never having loved at all.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I'm drunk of Margarita. :)


Sometimes, the only hot girl in the club is the bartender.. (LOL)

Guys can be your BFF's too.


When did girls figure out guys have great friend potential? There always have been, and always will be, girls who know the value of friendships with boys. These girls aren't tomboys or girl-hatin' or pulling that "friends with benefits" thing, secretly making out in clandestine locations. They are girls just like you who simply don't see boys as romance-only options. Guys are made for hangin' out and are all special in their own ways.

A guy friend is your personal concierge into the Minds of Men. Why are guys so into video games--is World of Warcraft really that amazing? How come the cute guy in the bar doesn't care if he has a gross crusty in the corner of his mouth? Does your crush realize that, even though he tikes you back, waiting until the next millenium to call you just isn't cool? A guy friend makes all these boy mysteries (and so much more) oh-so crystal clear.


A guy friend is also as much fun as your girl best friend, except better since what he lacks is mindless drama. Because guess what--he honestly doesn't give a hoot what you look like since he's not looking. (LOL) Call the fashion police because you wore an apricot tee with plum capris? Oh, puh-lease! He serves up a mini-break from the sticky side of girlness. He'll hang out, order chili on your shared French fries, maybe even go sneaker shopping. He's a blast, and he just happens to be a guy.


As for myself, I've never felt lucky having guy friends who's willing to answer their phones 24/7 when you needed someone to talk to. Except of course, when they're on a date or with the girlfriend. Hahaha. You are last in their priority list but still be the first one to be there when you feel sad. Guy friends just know (mental telepathy) when you need rescuing. They will let you drink and have fun until you drop but will never let any other guy bring you home except him. They will listen to your problems, will try to be all ears even if it's boring them to death.


It's great to have guy friends, as long as you don't cross the thin thin line to romance. But if it happens, he feels the same way, and you're both not committed. Best friends, I think will make an excellent couple too. :)

Imperfect.


Sometimes, I say the wrong things. Sometimes, I don’t do things that I should. Sometimes, I fail to keep my promises. Sometimes, I forget about important things. Sometimes, my hair and makeup don’t look the best. Sometimes, I get frustrated. Sometimes, I can be paranoid. Sometimes, I’ll say things I don’t mean. I’m not perfect. I can accept that. Why can’t you?

She Loves You. Ofcourse, She Loves You

“If she loves you, if she really loves you, you’ll know it. If you can wake up to her staring at you and it’s not even mildly creepy, if you catch her smelling the shoulder of the hooded sweatshirt you lent her for an autumn walk at the beach, if she makes you a pancake in the shape of a shark, if she calls you drunkenly at four in the morning “to talk,” if she laughs at your jokes when they’re funny and makes fun of you when they’re not, if she keeps her fridge stocked with Guinness tallboys for when you come over, if she tells you how she wishes she were closer to her sister and that her dad makes her sad: She loves you, of course she loves you.”



Unrequited Love


There’s another kind of love, the cruelest kind, the one that almost kills its victims. It’s called unrequited love. Of that, I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other, but what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone. We are the victims of the one-sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded, the handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space. Yes, you are looking at one such individual and I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years, the absolute worst years of my life. The worst Christmases, the worst birthdays. New Year’s Eves brought in by tears and Valium. These years that I’ve been in love have been the darkest days of my life, all because I’ve been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Just the sight of him. Heart pounding, throat thickening, absolutely can’t swallow. All the usual symptoms.

-Anonymous
The more people I love, the more alone I am. I want to give everyone everything. I want to always be there when they want me to be there. I never say NO. Crap!