I don't understand why his I-love-you's doesn't make me feel a thing, while your "I miss you" makes my head spin.

So yes, we could kiss. I could kiss you and you could kiss me. There's no science, plane ticket or clock stopping us. But if we kiss, it will end the world. And I've ended the world before. No one survived. Least of all me.

You whispered... and I wanted to whisper back "You..."

I hate this feeling. I hate how the only thing that I'm looking forward to is to end this week just so I could start another week. I'm just letting life pass by just for the sake of letting it pass. Ugh, I am now realizing that in my 26 years of life I'm incapable of dealing with these strong emotions because I just don't know how to let it all out. And I'm really tired and effed with myself because I have all these opportunities to have what I have been craving for for so long and yet I let it all pass because Im too self absorbed with what people might say or think about me. So yes, If I could, I'd still choose you. If only you'd ask.

We've all been hurt before but if you treat every potential relationship like the last one you had, it's bound to fail.

- Away We happened

It doesn't hurt because if you keep hurting the same part of you again and again and again, the nerve endings all die. And when that happens, that part of you goes numb. That's why it doesn't hurt. Don't be proud of it.

"It is a miracle if you can find true friends, and it is a miracle if you have enough food to eat, and it is a miracle if you get to spend your days and evenings doing whatever it is you like to do, and the holiday season -- like all the other seasons - is a good time not only to tell stories of miracles but to think about the miracles in your own life, and to be grateful for them." —Lemony Snicket, The Lump of Coal The last four years have been the toughest, not only for me, but for the rest of my family, But during this time, I have witnessed how amazing God's grace is, despite everything, we are still truly blessed. For that, I am nothing but grateful for your greatness, my Lord.

Been on my PJs for more than 12 hours. It's the longest I've been in my PJs for the last 9 months. The air smells like fried chicken and sweet ham, the streets are quiet but busy with christmas lights, the air is breezy and it really feels like Christmas already. I haven't had the time to think about Christmas since my life had been confined to the pre-duty-post lifestyle of the hospital. My bed is so cozy I don't feel like leaving home for the first time for Christmas eve. Everyone's blabbing about going home for Christmas eve, but for me.. I'm leaving fro Christmas eve. But oh well, I might as well get used to it. :p

"The only relationship that is guaranteed to fail is the one we don't chase" - Hart of Dixie