I’m sorry for all that was said and done. I really am sorry.
But even if things changed after that night, that doesn’t mean that they couldn’t have been changed for the better, they could have been worked on.
I thought that after all that we have been through, we were worth the fight. I believed that we were worth a chance. I still do actually.
But I can’t do it on my own.
I guess I’m just disappointed that I found out I was in this fight by myself.
And I’m deeply saddened that I not only lost you as a boyfriend, but I lost you as my best friend.

21 May 14 at 2 am

"Persuasion" by Jane Austen

"…there could have been no two hearts
so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no counte-
nances so beloved. Now they were as strangers; nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement."

25 Mar 14 at 1 pm

Ted Mosby, “The End of the Aisle” (S09E22), How I Met Your Mother 

"But love doesn’t make sense. I mean, you can’t logic your way into our out of it. Love is totally nonsensical. But we have to keep doing it… Because love is the best thing we do. I know it sounds cheesy, but it’s true. It doesn’t have to make sense to make sense."

24 Nov 13 at 7 am

The Prime Minister, Love Actually (2003) 

"Love is everywhere; often it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there."

10 Sep 13 at 6 am

Love, people still use your name in vain.

"Love"David So x Paul Kim x Z. Woods

13 Jun 13 at 11 am

Magic Sitar/Toulouse-Lautrec, “Moulin Rouge” (2001)

"The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return."

"We’re all mesmerized by the thought of love. But what does it even mean to be in love? I don’t think anyone can really define it, aside from the obvious scientific explanations. We’ve got the best minds and technology of the time, and no one can give a singular explanation. I can’t blame them though, I think it’s really hard to find a way to measure love. Is love simply a feeling or is it defined by the choices we make? As a psychology major, I have had the opportunity to be exposed to different theories on love. Some psychologists defined it as the amount of time you engage in eye contact with another person. As if saying that there is a minimum duration of eye contact to qualify being in love. I understand where they’re coming from and all that, but I can assure you that if I play a staring game with someone for a period of time, it does not mean that I’m gonna fall in love with the person. It’s not that simple, no one ever said it was."

I don’t know why, but I remembered you tonight.

I remembered those few nights we shared under the stars. 

I remembered how good it felt to be in your arms, how it felt like everything was going to be okay.

I even remembered how you would kiss me on the forehead then put your hand around my waist to pull me closer to kiss me on the lips.

I actually smiled.

Good times.

But then I remembered.

I remembered how you never came back.

I remembered how you never answered my messages or ever visited again like you promised.

I remembered how your Christmas present just collected dust in my room and how I eventually just threw it out. I’m not even sure what the present was anymore.

But most of all, I remembered how you uttered those words that night. That last night. 

I just can’t give you what you want.

And with that you left. You hugged me tight and gave me a kiss. And that was that.

I thought I would hear from you again. But I never did. 

I wasn’t even sure what you meant. You couldn’t give me what I wanted? What did I want? I’m not even sure. All I know is that I was happy.

And I hope you were, too.

I guess you could say that it was all just bad timing for the both of us. I guess I shouldn’t be sad that it’s over. I should be happy that it happened at all.

And I was. I am.

And I hope you were…are, too. 

For some strange reason, I remembered.

05 Feb 13 at 11 am

Vronsky, Anna Karenina 

"There is no why in love."

"Compared to forgetting, pain is much easier for me."

14 Jan 13 at 11 am

"Understand this though: you are missing out. You are missing out on everything that makes a life worthwhile. You are missing out on joy, excitement, sex, despair, mistakes that are necessary for you to make. You are giving yourself a mundane existence. Sacrificing everything for an even temperament and so-called stability.

The fear of getting hurt again has only led you to hurt yourself. Come out now. Come out while there’s still some living left to be done. This person who hurt you doesn’t deserve to still dictate your life decisions. Your discipline and dedication to structure is an illusion. You’re still powerless because you’re letting certain incidents define your life. If you really want to be in control again, you have to learn to let go again. It’s the only way. “

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"The Fear of Getting Hurt Again" by Ryan O'Connell

I seriously just want to forget about you because it seems like you’ve forgotten about me. But it’s difficult since everywhere I go, I am constantly reminded of you. You are always on my mind no matter how hard I try to fight it. It’s very frustrating.
And yet, I don’t regret what happened. I don’t regret what was said and done. In fact, I am thankful. Thankful for the little moments that may seem rather insignificant but mean a lot to me. And that’s enough for me. I cherish whatever time that we have spent together because I know that I was happy.

And with that, your prediction came true: we are strangers again.

24 Oct 12 at 10 am

"You are the last." 

The Last by WongFu Productions

Butterflies, chills, and all that jazz. <3 And I especially love the way Harry Shum says “I love you” in the beginning. When a guy does that, it just melts my heart. <3

21 Oct 12 at 5 am

The Princess Bride by S. Morgenstern

(Source: cravetoconquer)

"…but love is many things, none of them logical."

Was studying for my PH101 (Philosophy of the Human Person I) finals, was on the topic of Primary and Secondary reflection.

*Primary Reflection: analytical or scientific view of our experiences
*Secondary Reflection: subjective part of the experience
The concept of “Blinded Intuition” was discussed in my PH101 class by my professor, Dr. Leo Garcia. He described it as the “unconscious feeling that it is right or something that feels right that words cannot explain”.
The follow paragraph was written by my classmate and friend, Mon Dominguez. These are his notes. Just had to share it.

An example of this is that of the feeling of falling for a person.

Once we start falling for a person, one can feel primary reflection happening — where one weighs the pros, cons, aspects of the girl, etc. You consider if you are falling for her. But when it comes down to the experience as a whole, when you are asked the question “why” rather than “what”, one says that it feels right, it feels like something will happen. It is a blind knowing.

But both primary and secondary reflection gives a complete meaning of that experience, primary gives you the importance of each aspect of the whole and secondary gives you the importance of that experience itself.

Blinded Intuition. You just know

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