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remember2smile · 1 year
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Artist: Andrea San Antonio
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remember2smile · 1 year
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"It's sad. We have to lose the things we love so we can understand why they were there in the first place, yet...I lost myself and nobody has found the why"
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remember2smile · 2 years
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Shoutout to love
Let’s first look at the definition of love; “love is an intense feeling of deep affection” said Oxford University. Okay. But what about the “feeling of butterflies in the stomach”? Is love a thing or an emotion we seek to unlock as we age? Is love a destination in a journey that some omit because of identity? no one really knows. Since you are the only human being in the XXI century living in your body, you're the only being that can answer that question. Me being me- I say that love...is everything. Cliche? maybe- still, just imagine a world without love; really though. A room without love is a room with emptiness crawling threw walls. Even If you say that "a world without love, is a world full of violence and horror", I would politely and happily disagree. Why? Well, you see my dear friend, if there were no love in this world, there wouldn't be violence and horror either. For humans to do something, they must love it, and choose it for whatever reason. But guess what, there's an affection; a feeling of sorts. And sometimes here is where I question my morality...if I even have one. That's the power of love-
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remember2smile · 2 years
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How are you really? Not mentally, not physically; I'm asking about you because I care.
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remember2smile · 2 years
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It's burning-
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I didn't believe in love. It just sounded like another challenge or obstacle in life for one to finally just be a bit more whole when completed. Not that hard right? You just have to follow orders, with no resentment, and you'll be good to go. You'll also acquire great benefits, more money, health, and company with a partner, kids, and grandkids. You'll celebrate the holidays together and buy gifts. You'll remember their birthday and go to their party. You'll remember to say "Good morning" and "Good night". And they will say it back to you with the same love and care. You and the other will become one. From a "u and me", you're an "us and we". Perfect, whole, unbreakable, tender, compassionate, forever going full of mysteries and surprises. Sounds nice really when you come to think of it. Makes me want to fall in love- well...not really.
I fell in love with someone. It was sudden. Fast. At first, I ignored the feeling, thinking it was a good friendship, like family. I didn't even know I had feelings for someone...until I got the signs, later on, one's more noticeable. I woke up thinking about this person, wondering how or what they were doing at that very moment. Then came the "seeing them everywhere". I would walk threw the mall and in every corner I looked, I saw this person's captivating hair with their favorite blue sweater on. When I recognized it, my heart started to accelerate, as if I was nervous and was about to give a speech in a cold room. Later to be blown away by the surprise that they weren't the person I thought. Then I started to dream with them, we should fly through the clouds, and other times we would be on a picnic with our friends talking about JYP and SM entertainment. I miss does moment. I really do.
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remember2smile · 2 years
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Finally building my room...
Well...you don't know me and I don't know you, but I feel we have something in common. Right now you're reading this very text, and that tells me we have the same desire for the thing we still don't know what is. A purpose perhaps. A sign. Something. Anything. It's a pale sensation not everyone enjoys (including myself). Still, here we are...living life that same way. What an irony. To bad to enjoy, but we're too lazy to change. Now...I feel I can vulnerable with you since we have something in common. I'm "different"- but not enough not to call myself human.
Let's just cut to the chase. I'm bi. And it's not easy to share but I feel it's now or never. Better to live being yourself than to die being a poker face nobody got to see its true beauty (Virginia Woolf can be an example). I'm bi. And I'm pretty sure my family and friends guess. Kinda a relief in a way but it's also a soul burner. I'm bi and I hate myself for that. I'm bi, an atheist, an artist, a stoicism philosophy admirer, and a Joji listener; a human being, a nerd, a young farmer; a student, a paradox, and a soul...a lost soul who wants this burning black hole to die and to finally stop sucking the little light my brain can create. I want it gone. Dead. I think that while writing this I might be having an existential crisis- Oh well, lucky me. Now...the letter of the day:
Dear human being: "If there is no wind, there is no ocean; and vice versa. The same goes with suffering and healing, chin up mate- you should give yourself a pat on the back for knowing the difference. It will fade soon enough, [we don't remember days we remember moments]. hugs! love u =)
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