You loved her beyond words, like Tom loved Summer. You even convinced yourself that it’s okay that she didn’t love you as much, because nothing compared to the amount of love that you had for her.
Depression is an illness just like how cancer is an illness. Like a fluid released from a ruptured cyst, it will permeate your brain until you can no longer take the pain. You won’t know when it’ll hit you and when it does, there’s no escape.
I’m taking back what I said in my previous post that the poem from that guy was the sweetest, most beautiful gift I’ve ever received on Valentine’s Day that’s not from my boyfriend.
When I opened the gift, it immediately knocked me off my feet – inside was an intricately made paper rose and a three-page-long poem that the 17-year-old me would remember for the rest of her life.
Earlier today, my boyfriend and I went to Rizal Park to take some photos for our project Humans of Rizal Park. As we were pressed for time, we were only able to take a quick stroll. Feel free to check out some of the photos but please don’t judge me huhu. To view the entire photo…
I want to inspire as many people as I can–I don’t care how small my following is. I want to become an inspiration for others, too. And at the rate that I am going, I am well on my way.