September 2010
so tonight, my friend was feeling down about a recent breakup & i came up with this:
love is like a door, you go through it and end up in a completely different room. the wallpaper has changed, there’s different furniture, different lighting. and the same goes to the people who were in love. if you can honestly say you came out of that relationship with nothing changing, without shedding a tear, without a broken heart, then i really don’t think it was love at all.
6 types of love…interesting.
kinda interested me (:
favorite facebook like page (:
1. accept myself for who i am
2. kiss in the pouring rain
3. go to california4. own 4 inch heels
5. graduate ib6. post something on mlia
7. visit paris
8. visit new york city during fashion week
9. audition for a reality tv show
10. walk on the beach at night with the guy i love
determined to finish this in the near future (:
Listening to someone’s heartbeat and knowing it’s beating just like that because of you.
hmmm, that’s a good question. i vaguely remember bits & parts from my trip to the philippines when i was about 5. but if you ask me about a certain event that might’ve happened before that, chances are i remember something really random from said event