Chronicles and shit. is a tumblelog.

I wish I could hold your hand. I’d travel with you to the ends of the world. Just you and I. 

I feel the warmth and tenderness of your hands while feeling amazed that I am simply with you. 

Your smile while brighten the very dark corners of my life and you will reveal what real love is.

Your laugh will wash away all my worries. You will make me believe that there is something worth loving.

Your embrace fills me with unbelievable amounts of ecstacy. There is nothing else I would rather have than be embraced by you and only you.

Your eyes are like the billions of galaxies in the universe because they fill me with wonder on how brilliant they are and how it resounds to all the corners of my life.

Your soul feeds me with hope and life. Your unconditional compassion infects me. It makes me want to be a better person.

Whenever we’re together, I take a snapshot of every treasured moment and I store it within the deepest chambers of my memories. Memories that I’ll never forget. 

You fill me with joy and my heart is hungry for you. I have made a mistake to let you go completely. But I cannot simply take it when somebody has your heart and you have theirs. It stabs me like a sharpened knife that makes me bleed but never kills. Instead, it makes me wish I was.

Have you forgotten all that we had? I truly want to know because it seems you had. 

Do you ever think about me?

Do you ever think about the times we’ve been together?

Do you remember all the small little things we’ve done and said together?

Have you simply forgotten everything?

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Bought the yearbook edition album for my friend.

Do you think she’ll like it as a Christmas gift?

Thoughts? Thanks :D

fuck.

People see you as person who speaks, laughs, and feels. But I see you as a season. A season peculiar to me at first yet so glad I found about.

The first time I saw you, you were bizarre like a new born star. But you were a new season I have yet to know. It took me time to understand you. To know you. And when the time came, I fell in love with you.

Like an eager kid waiting for the first snowflake so he could make his snowmen and throw snowballs at his accolades, I waited and longed to see you every day. Unlike any other season, you were the first one I loved deeply and truly. 

You loved me back. You made me loved. Like a season, you gave me happiness anew.

But like a season, you leave. You drift away. I gazed as I slowly lost you. You found someone to gain your attention. Now like a season, I am waiting for you to come back. No matter how painful, and dreading it would be for you to return to me again.

it was a good run tiffany.

Missing you.

It’s been a long time since i’ve felt this way.

Tiffany has been the only one who has influenced my thoughts, life, and emotions in such a long time.

I know that I’ve been inlove with this guy before but he only gave me heartache and we never talked to each other.

It’s Thanksgiving break and I haven’t seen her for 4 days and it’s killing me. I’m not used to this kind of separation. I wish I could go to her house but no one can bring and pick me up though.

I am going to remember how she first made me feel. And I’m going to type this as if I was talking to her.

I remember the first time I really met you. Not during lunch where you were waiting on line… or after 7th period where you were waiting for someone. 

It was during the color guard tryouts last spring. Haha. I can still see your face and mine looking all weirded out with each other. I thought you were a typical highschool girl who treated everybody else who wasn’t pretty like crap. That’s what my first impression of you was. 

I couldn’t help looking at your face though. I know a lot of other people were gorgeous and beautiful. But none of them compared to you. Even if I haven’t known the real you yet. 

It’s like I felt a bond connecting us. Waiting for us to be wrapped and bound together. At first, we were absolutely choppy and awkward with each other.

I think the first time I noticed you was when I asked when the schedules are going to be out, and you were the only one who answered.

Next, you liked my drawing from band camp, liked my Portal 2 t-shirt, gave me a high five in Teriyaki Time. God. I can literally remember almost any time we spent time together. I can never forget those little moments that you probably forgot already.

Alright. This is for today. I’m tired. 

I miss you. Tiffany.

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whosromeo:

girls are attracted to assholes because in elementary school girls were told “if he’s mean to you that means he likes you”

the da vinci code has been cracked

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I miss you so much. What happened? You just got a boyfriend and you don’t Talk to me anymore like you used to. Is that it? Its like you forgot about me. You don’t text me, you don’t approach me like you did before. Is it because I really love you way too much or is it that you just stopped caring like you did before? I miss you.
Sometimes I wish you and that guy would breakup. I don’t like him for you. There’s just something about him I can’t like.
I.. I miss you so much.
I want to be with you all the time but the people you hang out with all the time… I just don’t dig them. Maybe I’M just being selfish. I’M not sure. One thing is for sure though. I love you so much.