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‘Why do you love me? What is there to love in someone like me? Please, tell me why you’re so fond of me because honestly? I don’t get it.’ I was perplexed how could he not see why? ‘I love you because you’re you. I love you because when you smile, your lips always tilt slightly to the left. When you smile your amazingly sharp canines peek through giving you a juvenile look. When you smile, your ever present dimples show more — if that’s even possible —. When you smile, your eyes crease at the edges and your beautiful eyes become slits of pure joy. I love you because when you laugh, you tilt your head backwards. When you laugh, you always close your eyes. When you laugh, you grasp your stomach and bend over. When you laugh, you always end in a deep sigh and smile after wards, you grasp my face in yours and kiss me as if we’ll never kiss again. I love you because when I do something you like, you giggle. When I do something you like, you’ll caress my hair and pat my cheeks. When I do something you like, you look at my lips and say, “I fucking love you”. When I do something you like, your eyes bore into mine and I see a flame ignite in them. I love you because when you’re concentrated you furrow your eyebrows. When you’re concentrated you tongue pokes out of your delicious lips and glides over them. When you’re concentrated, you tend to break out of it for a slight second and do that 'hmmph’ sound you know I like just to give yourself a small break. When you’re concentrated, you grab something to eat with your left hand and bring it to the right side of your mouth and proceed to take a bite. I love you because when you kiss me, you grab my face with both hands. When you kiss me, one hand pulls on my hair, while the other runs its thumb across my cheek. When you kiss me, you always do a series of multiple pecks after we end making out. When you kiss me, I can feel you smile and let out small giggles of content. When you kiss me, you hold my face in your palms and look at me for a good while then you tell me I’m beautiful. I love you because when you hug me, you hold me for a long time. When you hug me, you grasp me firmly with both of your strong arms. When you hug me, you use one hand to rub my back. When you hug me, you put your face in the crook of my neck and breathe in my scent. When you hug me, you won’t let me go until we’ve embraced each other tightly. I love you because when you talk about something you love you smile the whole time. When you talk about something you love, you tend to look down at your hands. When you talk about something you love, you furrow your eyebrows and smirk a little. When you talk about something you love, you let out small sighs of happiness. When you talk about something you love, you always tilt your head to side and shrug your shoulders at the end because you get embarrassed at your enthusiasm. I love you because when you make me blush, you tease me about it. When you make me blush you put your hands on my cheeks and remark, 'baby your cheeks are hot’ at which point I reply, 'no they’re not, I don’t know what you’re talking about’. When you make me blush you look at my cheeks and smile and say 'baby you’re blushing’. When you make me blush you hold me down and ask me why knowing damn well that makes me blush more. I love you because when you tell me stories about your past, you say them in a low voice as if speaking louder will make them come back. When you tell me stories about your past, you always hug me and won’t let me go. When you tell me stories about your past, you run your hands through your hair because you know you might cry. When you tell me stories about your past you always mutter the phrase, 'why am I even telling you this?’ And we both know it’s because you love me, and you want me to know what I’m getting into. I love you because when you notice I’m sad, you’ll look at me and poke my cheeks until I smile. When you notice I’m sad you tell me 'stop being a taco without the shell’ because you know I’ll laugh. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll hug me and tell me you love me. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll ruffle my hair and whisper in my ear, 'Tina eat your goddamn food’, because that llama is our spirit animal.’ I love you for so many reasons, if I listed them all, this poem would never end. The best way to put it is, I love you because you’re you.

Beauty in IT /// I love you because… (via what-the-poop-nuggets)

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Don’t fight for their attention if they really cared you wouldn’t have to.

- for L

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It’s almost 12 o’clock and i can’t go sleep with the thought of you on my mind. I’m impatient I agree, so I’ll wait. I promise. imagine the dreams i could dream, the thoughts and ideas i could create,the hours of sleep, if my mind wasn’t stuck in a loop on you.

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The thing is I wanted to say no, but I was desperate and was longing for something. I realized that  there’s a difference between wanting and needing. God I didn’t want it I just really needed it. It was a distraction that kept me procrastinating on things and tricked me into doing stupid things. I was trapped in the saying “For you a thousand times” I forgot that I loved something that I was desperate for, not loving it all the way.

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By every minute and second, the sky told a story. But this one was my favorite.

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I didn’t tell my mom I was going all the way to Mui Wo for half a day, she didn’t find out but my sister did! I realized that sometimes we need to get away from the busy streets of Central and loud noises of the crowd and the cars. This was our sanctuary, where we just sat and listen to music. Laughing as people just walk and stare confusingly. We didn’t need to go shopping or have lunch at a restaurant. There wasn’t even that many people just the quietness made it so peaceful.

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Last week of school until summer, everyone’s ready to leave and come back as a different person. A month without the drama, stress, test and busy people. A month where I will forget my phone, and grab my camera and take pictures of everything. A month where I will pick up a book and escape from reality. A month where I will sing many songs. A month where I’ll spend every moment with my relatives. A month away from my reality I call home. Hong Kong.

summer 2k17

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the sea , the trees are beautiful things, their my inspiration

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A jungle, hidden away by skyscrapers!

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kid, we can keep smiling till the skies go dark

anak , kita bisa tetap tersenyum sampai langit menjadi gelap