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"We can't be sad if we're both sad in the same place"

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Why not just say goodbye to the bad things? Say goodbye to all the times you felt lost. To all the times it was a "no" instead of a "yes". To all the scrapes and bruises, to all the heartache. Say goodbye to everything you really want to do.

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How I Met Your Mother :)

Today, I bid adieu to one of the most legend (wait for it, wait for it) dary series I have ever watched. How I Met Your Mother has been part of my system and going through the last minute was just a hard pill to swallow. Good thing I liked the ending.

Well, aside from the concept, the characters gave me all the more reasons to fall in love with the show.

Like we are all Ted Mosby who believes that being in love is what we do best. Who is willing to love someone and give everything he has even though it may destroy him. He loves and loves beyond the rationality of human being. He wants Robin to be happy even if that happiness does not include him. At the end, Ted tells us that if we are persistent and courageous enough to choose to love all over again, the painstaking search for love wouldnt be necessary because love finds us.

And then there's Lily who teaches us that it's okay to make mistakes in life. It's great to follow your wildest dreams and it's definitely okay to go back and win the life you had when the life you want didn't work. Lily teaches us to choose our destiny; to make our destiny work. Above all, her character transcends at the deepest core of our heart for her sacrifices attest her unconditional love for Marshall.

While THE Barney Stinson reminds us of the crazy things we do for love or basically the delusional things we do to make our lives a little less dramatic and problematic. He lives in the now and he doesn't carry the burden of thinking what could the future possibly offer to him. His philosophy in life might be some kind of demented but seeing how he trusts and loves his friends will make you understand the sociopath he is.

On the other hand, Marshall, the male counterpart of Lily. Describing him and how he touches other people's lives would be like describing Lily. He's a big guy with an equally big heart.

Lastly, Robin. She represents everyone who are afraid of commitments, who are scared to fall in love and wake up in the morning, too attached and dependent to the person she loves. But when she finally gave her heart a chance to love and be loved, it was definitely worth the pain and heartache the world could offer. Tough love it is.

A lot of people hate the ending and the plot twist but to me, it was the ending I have been imagining. The blue french horn is indeed a great way to wrap up the show.

Well, sorry for pouring my heart out here. There's gotta be a term for separation anxiety towards fictional characters and I just couldn't find it to finally let go. Hahaha

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You have me. Until every last star in the galaxy dies. You have me.

Amie Kaufman, Illuminae (via books-n-quotes)

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If you’d like I could drain the color From my eyes And smear it across The wall

But our palettes are different And the shapes never keep their Meaning Under your glare.

Mosaic soul, my hands Quiver and the paint spills Over glass and stone

There’s always a piece of me Lost in interpretation.

~deAngelo “ And a piece of you caught in the reflection ”

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It’s 4:10 AM and I couldn’t find a word to describe what I am feeling in its truest sense. I guess I’m just proud of myself for rising above the occasion when people don’t understand me anymore. When someone doesn’t buy your sadness. When depression doesn’t mind heavy thumping of your chest or when your friend chooses not to say the comforting things. I have always believed that I have the courage. The courage to be alone when everyone walks away. The courage to let go of the things I never thought would be gone. The courage to accept that people will desert me. The courage to find something positive about life when it already sucks big time. The courage to be the first to say sorry. The courage to forgive. The courage to accept the love we think we deserve even we really don’t deserve it. The courage to love and not to ask anything in return.

:)

Love, madramang @chisterjazmin @4:18 AM

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I wish you know how funny you are when you make fun of yourself. How I find your vulnerability extra cute. Your temper tantrums and sudden outbursts make you, you but a little bit sillier. I know that you are aware of your “pwede na” physical feature because you often directly brag about how blessed you are with the cuteness God has given you but to me, you have always been the person I can throw all my rants in this world and that for me is more than just cuteness. I mean, to be real and funny at the same time take a lot of connection but for us, one look, one smirk, one smile, we know what we’re thinking. I know you don’t want to depend on other people but I want you to depend on me. I don’t know, I guess that’s how I measure my worth to other people. I feel like you are the best baby brother I never had. Except that I’m only 4 days older than you. I guess, what I’m trying to say is, I hope you can call me your bestfriend without laughing so hard. Hahaha

3:22 AM 09/06/17

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Just when you thought everything is over.

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Just when you thought everything is over.

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Napangiwi kong pinagmasdan ang along pilit na inaabot ang buhangin. Pumiksi ulit ng ngiti. “Marahil ako ang alon at ikaw ang mga buhangin”.

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Perhaps

I just love looking at your visage in your unguarded moments It's like uncaging your soul... It's like looking at the moon inspite of the presence of gleaming stars Until I caught you looking at him like he is your moon... So I turned away when you looked at my direction Because I know for a fact that you will never look at me the way you looked at him. And it stings, perhaps a little, perhaps a lot. After all I'm just a star waiting to die inside, or maybe I've been dead multiple times but He who is hopeless caressed by the stoic night He who has been satisfied watching your smile And he who has been ignoring the stars, finally said "I know that the universe will not conspire to make you fall for me But I still wouldn't throw my lucky stars, just because my wishes don't come true Because in an alternate universe, I will still die just to look at you, while you look at somebody else." But he never looked at the moon the same way as before. Perhaps the light faded Perhaps the pain subsided Perhaps, he never cared