Isaw you want??! #filipino #chicken #intestine #barbeque #streetfood #instafood #vsco #vscocam #vscoph #vscophilippines
|Jul 29 - 1 day ago -|
good looks clearly runs in our genes, meet John Alester #little #cousin #ohana #family #gwapo #bigeyes #vsco #vscocam #vscoph #vscophile #vscophilippines
|Jul 29 - 1 day ago -|
its okay, i can still smile, life goes on #smile #me #bored #photography #nerdy #glasses #on #vscocam #vsco #photogrid #edited #filtered #light #bedroom
So out of curiousity and boredom I went out to met this guy I met online. It was raining real hard but I still decided to go. It was an impromtu meeting, nothing was really plan except to meet.
I waited for him at McDonalds. I know, I know. It was a boring place to meet. But you see I had no expectations about the meeting. I was not trying to impress or to show off to him. I was just trying to be me.
So I waited for him for quite a while. I had finish eating my order and still he had not yet arrived. I ordered a burger for him, in case he is hungry. I was busying my self with my phone. And then suddenly a finger swiped at the screen of my phone. When I look up I saw that it was him and he sat in front of me.
He had this crazy smile on his face. He looks young for his age. But his eyes shows so much passion and knowledge beyond his years. I was older by three years. But somehow I never felt that.
The moment he sat in front of me he started talking. We started talking. About random stuff. I’ve always considered myself as a talker but I was silent most of the times. Only listening to his stories and ideas about the world and life in general. We never notice how the hours passed by so quickly.
We argued about the burger. It was a nonsense argument. I was asking him to eat it. Told him I bought it for him. He said he wasn’t hunger. However I insisted. Finally he gave in, on two condition; first, is that we would cut it in half and I would eat the other half. Second, is that I would have to feed him his half.
It was a cute thing to do. However I did not do it. I don’t know why I didn’t though.
After we finally finish our halfs, we stood up and left McDonalds. Again there was no plan, so we decided to walk. To burn all the carbs we had just ate… to talk.
It was a moonless night. And the stars were irrelevant when I was with him. He continued to talk about stuff and I listen. He took me to the building where he work. And told me stories. He was so open and honest about himself that I felt awkward because I was not.
For the first time in my life I was silent. He made me look at him an wonder what it would be like to kiss him. I wonder how good it would be to be sleeping beside him on this cold lonely night. I wonder how how it would be like to fall in love with this guy.
And the night finally ended and dawn came. We were suppose to find a place to sit down and drink, however we ended up walking a little farther away and talking a little bit more.
At then, it was time to go home. He walk with me until to the place where I would get a ride home but deep inside I didn’t want to go home. I didn’t want the night to end. I still wanted him to stay.
But like all things it was inevitable. We gave our goodbyes and went on seperate roads. We didn’t kiss. Or should I say I didn’t kiss him that night. Its not that I didn’t want to. It was just that I was waiting for a perfect moment and for us it didn’t happen. Or maybe it already did but I was too scared to do kiss him.
It was a Saturday, and on Sunday we texted each other. He was still replying to my text but his response were always too short. Or maybe I was just wanting to hear him talking again. I tried calling him but he said he can’t be on the phone. We texted a little bit more that day but then, I stop myself when I realize that my texts were so much longer than his replies.
If theres one thing I’m scared of it is giving so much and losing myself in the process. Past relationship taught me to hold back. Not to give so much effort on something as unpredictable as love. If this person was going to be something or someone in my life I had to be sure.
So I asked him, “Do you like me?”
And he answered yes.
I told him this, “I’m not asking you to love me. We just met. I just want to know if you like me because I like you. And when I like someone I don’t want to play around. I want to get to know you better. I just don’t want my efforts to be wasted in pursuing someone that does want to be pursued.”
I waited for his reply, but there was none.
I checked online and left him a sweet message, still no reply.
I saw him post something on Facebook. So I was sure that he has read my message.
Silence means no?
I really don’t know what to make out of it.
Am I sad? A little bit.
Disapointed? Very much.
No, I won’t claim that I was broken hearted. We just met. He is clearly a nobody in my life as I am to him.
So why do I feel so down? Maybe because for that short period of time He made me believed that love could happen to people like me. For that short span of time he made me think about what-ifs and possibilities. For a short period of time I thought about finally loving someone as I have hopelessly love Her. And for a short period of time I was such a fool to believe that.
What is love then? Isn’t it suppose to be about security? That idea of being always with someone. The idea of forever and eternity? I want that. I don’t have high standards for love. I just want someone who stays despite my craziness and stupidity. I just want someone that stays despite what other people say. Hell, I just want someone that stays… BECAUSE I AM SO DAMN TIRED OF BEING THE GUY THAT ALWAYS GETS LEFT BEHIND.
|Jul 28 - 2 days ago -|
Anonymous (via blackbruise)
gawd I love this💕
"When I got my first cat, it changed me. There is something about holding a cat that makes your anger melt away. And if someone does something that upsets me—I have to remember my cat. I can’t keep my cat if I get into trouble.”
"I asked if Major Cabanaw had concerns for the safety of the cats. “Of course, we always want to ensure the safety of the cats, and the staff is great about keeping an eye out for them. But mostly, it’s the offenders keeping them safe. I have never once seen an offender kill his own cat. We screen them to be sure they have no history of animal abuse. But I’ll tell you this, there was a guy killed in here because he had spit soda pop onto someone else’s cat.”"
Cats now control the prisons. They now have an army.
We all know that feeling, vending machine
This is a real panda!
China has this “panda diplomacy” and this one will be sent to Japan as an friendship envoy. For the safety reason he sits as a passenger with his feeder, not in a cage. Fastening the seat belt, wearing a diaper, eating bamboos