of kisses and lies. ♥

9 November 09

Pseudo-relationship

noun: Pseudo-relationships. Pseudo- boy(girl)friends.

Fling

Almost like a relationship, but not quite

Testing the water (It can happen before the real relationship)

It can happen after a break-up

Mind game: exciting

“You and Me” not “Us”

Pantawid-gutom

Asa ka pa sa commitment

Not the real thing

IT’S COMPLICATED (or not really)

OPTIONAL:

Real feeling

Real hurt

Nakakasawa at nakakapagod

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fuckyeahsubtitles:

(via scarymansion)

Sometimes I hate opening my Tumblr dashboard. Some posts make me want to cut people’s throats. Srsly.

8 November 09

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estariray:

keavord:

Ouch.

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“ I’ve heard that it’s possible to grow up. I’ve just never met anyone who’s actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don’t go our way. We whisper secrets with our best friend in the dark. We look for comfort where we can find it. And we hope against all logic, against all experience, like children, we never give up hope.

— Grey’s Anatomy (via littlemiss)

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“ You know what your problem is, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and admit that yes, life’s a fact. People do fall in love and they do belong to one another because it’s the only chance anyone’s got at real happiness. You call yourself a ‘free spirit’, a ‘wild thing’, and you’re terrified someone’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well, guess what? You’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bound in the east by Somaliland or in the west by Tulip, Texas. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter how much you run, you’ll always run into yourself.

— Breakfast at Tiffany’s (via quote-book)

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fuckyeahsubtitles:

lovestain:iwantmybearsuit:jesuisperdu:lieslieslies

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“ I have been thinking… what if there is a person who has a parallel life to mine? What if we go through the same things but we just don’t know about each other? What if we are reading the same book simultaneously and use the same toothpaste, drink the same brand of coffee, and order the same kind of sushi? What if we laugh at the same stupid stuff, and share the same pet peeves? Imagine what if we were born in the same year, in the same month, and on the same day? What if he too forgot his umbrella at home today, and it is pouring where he lives like it is pouring here? What if we are soul mates, it’s just that we will never meet? But parallel lines do meet conceptually in infinity, and maybe as I am thinking this, he is thinking about me, and our minds meet, conceptually, in infinity, breaking free from our bodies.

— by: Glory Szabo (via quote-book)

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