December 2011
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You know you’re attached to someone when you start getting profusely clingy and miss that person for no logical reason at all. Everything you see reminds you of their beauty and even the simple thought sparked of that person cannot amount to the perfection they gleam when you hold their hand, embrace, and kiss them in person.
New Year’s resolution: stop depending on a new year to finally make a change.
I find it so distressing how much I’d love to believe a sugarcoated lie versus hearing the brutal, real truth. We all desire to hear what we want to hear and to be honest, it’s hard for me to accept reality sometimes. Everything is so much easier when living in a hopeful illusion.
I don’t only wish to learn from you, I want to learn with you. I seek to experience situations, obstacles, and new things together that we, individually, haven’t seen before so that we can grow harmoniously. Maybe we can scuba dive, fly a kite, hike a mountain, go camping, plant a garden, or raise a pet. There’s so much potential in what we can possibly be.
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If the Grammar Police were to exist, Tumblr would be a much safer place.
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me: i love you
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me: shh don't speak
Everything becomes easier when you say “fuck it.”
I hate when I’m casually driving down the street and some fucker with a car suddenly peek-a-boos out of a neighborhood, like damn you startled the tits out of me
Anonymous asked: you rub semen and period blood on your face...?
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Dear potential consumers of Proactive,
it doesn’t work. The only results it will yield is an extremely dried up face, causing irritation and eventually leading to more acne. Also, your skin will develop a heavy dependency on it so once you stop using it, your face will break out. Proactive doesn’t work so don’t buy it.
You have a better chance of clearing up your...
I scramble across my bed’s ocean to seek a comfortable position that I’m finally satisfied with, grasping the crinkled edges of my blanket and resting my cheek on the cold surface of the pillow. I’m comfy.
This is the time I think the most, conjuring up the most random thoughts and reflecting on how I feel about, well, everything. Happy thoughts, melancholy thoughts, and...
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It’s a beautiful thing to know that what I’m chasing after is going to be so worth it in the end.
Anonymous asked: Who took those photos of u and esther?
Reasons why I don't text back.
I forget.
I’m too lazy.
The conversation wasn’t going anywhere.
I was asleep.
I didn’t know what to reply to, “Haha lol k.”
I was busy saving the world.
You’re boring as fuck.
Is it possible for someone to know me better than I know myself? To be able to know exactly what makes me happy, sad and can easily predict the words that come out my mouth. To know me inside and out, my core, and deepest secrets that I, myself, haven’t even discovered yet. Can they know me so well that everything they do never fails to surprise me in every which way, keeping me on my toes...
In that moment, time was merely a number and the only thing that mattered was you and I.
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Anonymous asked: Why in the world are you so handsome?
I want a New Year's kiss.
mom: be ready by 6pm we can't be late or else
me: ok mom
me: *ready at 6pm and patiently waiting*
me: ...
me: ....
me: .....
*2 hours later*
mom: OKAY I'M READY HURRY UP WE'RE LATE
It’s a waste of time putting in effort into someone that isn’t willing to do the same for you.
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I’ve been craving one of those seemingly endless, consistent conversations with so much depth that I can’t get enough of, when one topic leads to another after another, so dense with substance that silences are out of the question.
I'd rather be hurt from the truth than comforted...
Anonymous asked: do you play any other instruments?
Out of all the flattering remarks and sweet compliments that exist in the game of romance and flirtatious gestures, the one I appreciate the most is being called a “dork.” Some may even consider it an insult, but I always have this big, cheesy grin every time I’m called a dork.
Call it unorthodox and just flat-out weird, though I see it as me opening up to you, revealing my...
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I found out Santa wasn’t real when I was 15, HAHA.
I was a firm, strong believer until my mom told me during dinner. I was fucking devastated. Parents are the best liars in the world, man. Whatever though, I’m going to get my kids so good so I can see the kind of expression on their faces I had when they find out the truth.
andyfuckinguyen asked: Safe to say, I think you have a dope blog. Keep writing, I like reading the things you write bro.
I definitely don't deserve you, but that's not...
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I’ve always wanted to go Christmas caroling. Not even for money, just to spread the Christmas spirit because lately there just hasn’t been any. I really miss the Christmas joy that I used to feel when I was a kid, so why not revive that sentimental happiness?
Exactly one more year until we point and laugh at all the people that said the world is going to end.
I will always wonder why we, as humans, construct our lives based on emotion when they are only temporary. Emotion is our only direction to strive and essentially, exist. We have no other reason to live without feeling, and in the end, our ultimate purpose on earth is to be happy, which is emotion. We are just subjects of god, or evolution if that is your preference, experiencing life as it is...
Anonymous asked: wow, you've changed. alot. not a bad thing though, i guess people change all the time.
sensubeans asked: You are extremely good looking.
I wish I knew how to comfort you, even on your worst days. If only I could have the power to positively alter your mood from depressed to the happiest girl in the world within a matter of minutes, or from a simple kiss. It sucks to know that I’m not making it any better and my attempt to comfort you goes unseen. I wish you knew, I just want you to be happy.
Why do people promote their private tumblrs if they’re supposed to be private.
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