Banana Chips Love Story

Tuesday Statistics Phone Credits = 0 Messages in Facebook = 0 Morning Calls to wake him up = 0 I miss yous = 0 by the start of my work, i was slowly dying of stress because of the meetings, but lo and behold, he texted me, saying that he misses me, and that he shared me some credits because he misses my text even though he doesnt reply (a big SOP of our relationship, i text, he doesnt reply, but he is so happy that i do it, because he tells me that it makes him feel that i care and i think of him (which actually what the point is...and so he told me, he wanted to see me...after his work (which will end by 9pm), and we'll have dinner (which i dont actually like bec. im in a very tight diet (bec. i dont wanna lose him, so ill lose it)..Sorry for the long story, but you know the point of this blog post is about the SIMPLE THINGS in life that money cant buy... Dear Darla TUESDAYS for US. Alfalfal green thingies Pistachios Ice Cream While eating at yellowcab... Me:...

It’s like every fucking skinny person thinks it’s their job to tell someone whose  fat  that they are  fat .  ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?  Did you think I didn’t notice? I wake up and see my fat ass every morning. And it gets me EVERY fucking time,  I’ll never understand it. I don’t walk up to fucking super skinny people and say their eating disorder is showing. I don’t stare at black people in shorts. I don’t laugh at fucking people with disabilities.  WHY IS IT OKAY TO DO IT TO FAT PEOPLE?  We’re all flesh and bones.  I’m bigger, but I’m not different. PLUS. If i wanted to do something about my weight I fucking would. But fuck man, your ignorance and stupidity will still be there. I’ll be skinny and you’ll find something else to fucking say.  So excuse me as I live my fucking life as I please.  (my thoughts are with this girl named  frannnx33  from tumblr...sister i hear yah... and dont you worry coz you are...

Recently the tables have been turned a little far away from me and i may have loved it this way but deep inside i was always aiming and craving for the extra pressure of smuggling a cookie out of the forbidden cookie jar, personally i would guess that nobody would understand this post, but my neutral status in life have not been permitting me to go into my usual slumber… every single night I lay in my bed, I always ask myself, are you happy? Emotionally I guess I am, physically (nah) this questions has been answered a million times over right now, relationship wise I guess I am, or I know we are getting there every now and then, but mentally? Hmmm I guess my mind and my skills have been stored in a shelf for too long right now…but sometimes there is a part of my brain wherein I'm supposed to execute potentials that I myself don’t know exist hasn’t been tapped since… a million years ago. I guess you can say that my path has been on a steady phase, the rough journey and wonderfu...

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4 days ...thats all i have...and all that is left of me before i take the exam and beat the shades...to the test that i have longed been delaying all my entire career...oops sorry i dont have a career pa pala.. but anyways, i seriously dont know how i would feel or what should i feel, but my nerves have been uneasy and sleeping is like a pill stuck into my throat...oh well, honestly i dont think im ready to take the exam but whats there to be afraid of trying right? if i fail it just means that im not meant to be where i am now, or i really just dont belong anymore, or maybe this is just not the right time... but to hell with negativity, I'm claiming this and i hope it'll claim me too...i tell you, the pressure is to high that i could almost drown and knowing myself im a big drowner or so i say... im a smart kid (or i think i am) but when it comes to taking exams...oh hell no, im crappy at those, i mean i know the answers by heart but when im there, my mind turns into a big pud...

I am in love with the thought of the calmness of things Of the rhythm of the raindrops, dripping blue in a street’s pavement of the gray sky turning cold Astray with the moment clashed by its own fingers It ended. I am in love with a brush of skin, And the perfectly crafted arrangements Of features So perfect they must have been carved By some kind of divinity. Iridescent eyes revealing iridescent souls are so intoxicating to me. I am in love with my fingers glazed upon the midnight Of not knowing what tomorrow is Concept. Idea. Confusion. Tomorrow is a sigh of knowing… Drenched between the glimpse of today and destiny I am in love with the fall of summer rain, And the slow, burning death of last month’s tears, And the misted twilight of rainy days. The colours, so sublime, are entwined Amongst the days In which life lives. I am caught breathless by beauty In all things, And al...

Give me love like never before, 'cause lately I've been craving more, And it's been a while but I still feel the same, Maybe I should let you go, You know I'll fight my corner, And that tonight I'll call ya, After my blood is drowning in alcohol, No I just wanna hold ya. -Ed Sheeran, Give me love (The Live Room)