It’s funny how the moment i feel i’m getting attached to someone, i run for my life. Most of the guys i have dated almost always have the same comment and that’s that i don’t know what the hell i want. And i guess it’s true. One moment, i like a guy and i really want it to work, the next, i ignore the living shit out of him and pretend we never happened, or… I end it, out of the blue. And most often than not, i change my mind again and try to fix things. And just when things are about to get better, i find a reason to convince myself that he just isn’t the one. It’s fucked up. It’s wrong. Even i’m rolling my eyes at myself as i read what i just wrote.
I’m not sure if it’s just that i’m scared to fall in love again or if it’s because I’ve grown to become a cynical person who just doesn’t get the point of being in a committed relationship at this age. I’d like to think i’m happy the way i am- single and free. And the thought of having a guy change that simply horrifies me. I guess i really am convinced that this whole love thing is like winning the lottery, there’s a one n a million chance that it’ll last. So really, what’s the point?
I am only 20 years old and is it so bad that all i want to do right now is have fun? Hopefully i can find someone who gets that, someone who can chill the eff out and won’t have to rush and pressure me into getting into a committed relationship where he feels like he has a say about me, my whereabouts and the people i hangout with. That shit just freaks me out. I have always been a free spirit and trying to control me is the fastest way to push me away. After the recent incident that have just happened, i must say that my guard and my walls can’t get any higher than it is right now.
Hi guys, I get too OC at times and i always have to pile the questions up to 20 before i answer them on Tumblr. I want to keep my blog tidy so i decided to make an ask.fm account. Haha please just ask your questions here instead! :) will I will try my best to entertain all questions! Thanks guys x x
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So the last guy i dated dedicated this song to me. Responded to his text with a “HAHA” but damn are the lyrics accurate. Especially the blue balls part
No one looks back on their life and remembers the nights they had plenty of sleep. So Here’s to the crazy nights i can barely remember and to the people i have come to love and will never forget <3
Ps. I post pictures for me, my friends and for my followers. Haters who have nothing good to say… Do yourselves a favor, get off my page and stop wasting your time bitchin’ on my ask box. Have a good day ;)
I promised myself i’d enjoy my college life, i always had the phrase “Life is short” at the back of my mind which is why i always made sure i’d make the most out of it. And so i took every opportunity that came my way, i partied hard when i could, i had random road trips, i booked flights, i traveled, i made sure that i wasn’t merely just existing, but that i was LIVING. However, i also made sure that I’ve done all that needs to be done in school. I was responsible enough to know that education comes first and i am pleased to say that i graduated on time and never in my life have i had a grade lower than B-. (Well, except for math and devcom, But fuck that.)
I always knew people had a lot to say about me and the way i lived my life. I was well aware about the haters rolling their eyes every time they’d hear that i missed school to be in boracay or whatnot. But as i look back, as i browse pictures from my timeline, i can’t help but have a big smile on my face. All those crazy nights, all those random trips, all those beautiful memories i made were definitely worth it. And when i grow up, when i look back at my college life, i wouldn’t cringe at the thought of books, numbers and thesis, i would be delighted at the memories because i made them my own, i made them worth remembering. So again,
Anyway, i had dinner with family after graduation and went straight to cable car to meet up with friends. We pregamed and moved to Cabana at exactly 12 am. We celebrated my graduation day and i must say, the toasts and speeches they made will never be forgotten. I fucking love these guys. More pictures here
What we talk (argue) abt at 4 am
— Hahahahha of course my drunken argument had to end with “Fucking google that, you dont know what you’re talking about, bitch”
“Yo i wanna poop” - @hannahfortich
— I remember saying “I wonder if guys would still hit on us if we danced like this”
Hannah gets really intense around balls
To every guy who has ever asked me “Why are you so detached?”
Darlings, sometimes love will come to you like a fire
to a forest. When it does, be braver than I was. Just leave.
Take only what you can carry. No tears, no second thoughts.
You have hands like tinder boxes, the smallest spark
will kill you.
Get in the car. Take water to the maps. Avoid gas stations.
Don’t look at the flames dancing in the rear view mirror.
Go to new cities, climb on the rooftops and slow dance with
your coldest memories. Wallpaper your new home with every
dusty, desperate love letter you swore you’d never send.
Find a stranger with sharp edges and uncharted hips.
Press your stories into their skin and forget you ever knew
his name. Just promise you won’t think of embers or smoke.
Even when there is ash in your hair. Even when there is soot
in your lungs.
- To Girls Like Me, With Hearts Like Kindling