So paano po ako makakapag-book ng flights ko kung hindi ako sure if approved leave ko?
casually walking into your bias list
Some people come and go, some became distant. But that doesn’t matter to me anymore, because who chose to stay iis what matters the most.
One day, someone will love you entirely. They will see you when you’re shattering under the weight of life, they will see you when hard times make light and warmth seem like a pipe dream, and throughout all of this, they will only question how they can make your life brighter. To them, your existence will be a masterpiece no matter how many cracks have been made in your heart, and they’ll do their best to prove that to you. That day, you’ll think back to times like these when love seememd elusive and laugh, because things turned out okay after all.
Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (01/03/2019)
“When I was 21 I read “Anna Karenina.” I thought Anna and Vronsky were soul mates. They were deeply in love and therefore had to be together. I found Karenin cruel and oppressive for keeping his wife from her destiny. Levin and Kitty and the peasants bored me. I read those parts quickly. Last year I turned 49, and I read the book again. This time, I loved Levin and Kitty. I loved the fact that after she declined his proposal he waited for a long time to mend his hurt feelings and then asked her again. I loved that she had grown up in the interim and now felt grateful for a second chance. Anna and Vronsky bored me. I thought Anna was selfish and shrill. My heart went out to poor Karenin, who tried to be decent. What has literature taught me about love? Literature (along with experience) has taught me that love means different things at different points in our lives, and that often as we get older we gravitate toward the quieter, kinder plotlines, and find them to be richer than we had originally understood them to be.”
— Ann Patchett, “A Sentimental Education - Writers on Love” (via zenshipper)