www.xcherryb0mb.tumblr.com (:

Yea, We have distance.

Yea, I get jealous of every girl who gets to talk, hug, and see you everyday.

But, We are In love.  And We have almost been dating for 2 years, and we still have the world to see.

I Love You Taz David Rappa

by stephoose

 ♥  ♥  ♥ 

I AM the girl who he looks at and smiles then says to his friends, “that’s her.” 

www.el3phantss.tumblr.com

This is our version of a date.

Seriously though my last relationship I was abused both verbally and physically it was unhealthy and I finally had the courage to get out.

This boy even though there is an age difference he has proved that I can trust, that I don’t have to be hit or yelled at when something is wrong. I still have old habits of being suspicious but he’s helping me learn to be trusting. I didn’t expect this, it wasn’t planned it just happened. 

<3

His- http://johnsonvan.tumblr.com/
Hers- not used 

Okay…I really hate how much emphasis this generation seems to put on texting. Texting is not even a real form of communication. All of this “if he doesn’t text me first it means he doesn’t love me” or “he didn’t answer, he must want to leave me” nonsense is really unnecessary. Neither of you should have gotten upset that he didn’t answer back. Things happen! Something came up, and that should be the end of it. Try talking on the phone at night or something instead, and you won’t have this problem.

It’s Spencer. he was my good friend on twitter. we met like 2 years ago. but we lost contact for like 9 months. I remember the last tweet of him to me is “I miss you girl. thanks for the birthday wish :)”. he can’t be outside that long because he has a heart disease, he should stay at home all day. and i guess i’m the only girl-friend who understands his weakness. and accept him just the way he is. his past, his life, his habits, his insomnia, his everything.

but now look! he’s in a band! he used to like to tell his obsession for being in a band, and now his dream comes true! so proud of him even he’s no longer remember me. I tried to explain about myself but I won’t push too hard, because I ever pushed someone too hard to remember me, and now he hates me. so I just need to leave him alone. it’s sad because I have feeling for him. till now.

he’s a good drummer, I believe that. I ever said to him that I’ll be in his first show when he’s already in a band. but sad :( because of I-never-try-to-talk-to-him-since-his-birthday, he forgets about me and that’s all, I missed his first show. I’m bruised, and scarred.

http://iwantbadhabits.tumblr.com

December 15, 2005 ‘til God knows when. And yeah, GOOD LOVE NEVER DIES. =)

by heychikading

I know I’ve submitted this picture before but, It’s been over a year since we’ve seen each other, and this was our last moment…

Our only communication is through letters, and sometimes email. We plan on getting married in spring 2013! when we can finally be together forever.

“I’ll love you across the sky.”

http://heaven-sent-dreams.tumblr.com/

Sometimes you have to take chances to get what you want. Sometimes getting into a relationship with your best friend won’t work and will ruin the friendship, and other times, the friendship just makes the relationship that much stronger and more comfortable. You never know what will happen to you unless you try it out. :)

Probably not.

Being jealous is a sign of low self-esteem. The only way to possibly make jealousy go away is to build confidence. Know that you’re the only one he/she wants to be with, and nobody else could replace you if they tried. Get yourself confident enough to believe that statement, and I don’t see why you would be jealous anymore.

so we met last year around this time. we knew each other through classes, but never really got close until we both went to a friends birthday party. after that day, we exchanged numbers and started texting. we started texting everyday. i could tell he started to like me. i was the only girl he talked too a lot. but he wasn’t my type.

my friends told me i was too outgoing and better than him. he was the quiet, shy, awkward type. but i didn’t listen. i wanted to be with him. at first, it was fun. we would do everything together. the more time i spent with him, the closer i felt. he consumed me! everywhere i went, i had my phone. every chance i got at school, i would run to meet up with him.

i was blinded by love. or more so, his attention to me. after a while, things began to change. my grades went down, i started lying to my parents. i began to notice the type of person he really was. he definitely was not my type. i was a girl who wanted heart felt cards on holidays, words of love and anniversaries to be a big deal. but he just wasn’t like that.

summer came and is now gone. during that time was at first horrible, but i made new friends, and began focusing on other things than my emotions towards him. so we still talk from time to time at school.

my so-called best friend wants to ask him to the dance. she got mad that i was mad for her wanting to do that. i mean, yeah, we broke up 3 months ago, but it’s been a rollercoaster ride ever since. the person i was with him is different than the person i am now. i don’t want him back, i just don’t want him to be with anyone else, especially one of my friends. after all, he’ll always be in my memories as “that one guy i dated” :) <3

by anonymous

My First Love.

This is my side of our story. I miss you so fucking much. You see that smile? i miss it; the genuine smile on your face from laughing or just seeing you smile in general everyday makes me smile. I remember during this picture, we were laughing as the picture was being taken but that’s what i like about this photo. It sums up the fact that we were happy, comfortable, and still had romance involved. I don’t even see you anymore. I want to see you after school the way we used to, coming to your house after school just chillin` on your couch doing absolutely nothing or eating, while your parents were on the other side. 

Ever since our break up, i shouldn’t have done what i did. I didn’t chase after you the way i used to. Why? i thought it’d be best to at least try and let you go so that i couldn’t hurt you anymore and you’d probably be better without me. I have fucked up an innumerable amount of times, and for the most part, about the same shit over and over again, flirting behind your back. I kept thinking to myself, even you said this before each time you took me back, “you keep believing to yourself that you swear you’ve changed, stop making your and me believe that cause every time is the same.” you were right. I non-stop made myself believe i truly changed that i was a different person after each little break, after fucking up each time, but in reality, looking back at it, it was the same thing every single time. I don’t know what’s wrong with me; i’ve always wanted to be the type of boyfriend to stay committed i was so sure i was but it seems like i’m not. I never meant to hurt you, i’ve flirted behind your back because i was stupid and every time i fucked up, it would be for a moment i thought for myself instead of for both of us. 

It all comes down to the fact that i should’ve chased you, never even let you go, or gave you the chance to leave. We were so happy whenever we were together, even through our fights, at the end of the day the last wordsalways were “i love you.” right after we said goodnight & sweet dreams. We wouldn’t always have the best days, but knowing we had each other there every single day, to have someone, is what mattered. You were never at fault, it was always you who carried our relationship and always took me back when i would repetitively fuck up. I just miss you so much, everything about you and everything about us.

Proud to say without exaggeration, i think about you every single day definitely more than 1 once.. a lot more than once. There’s just so much reminiscing. I’m always comparing other girls, to you. No one ever could be you or replace you. I’m always thinking about the relationship we had, or should’ve had. I especially miss holding your hand and the happiness we gave each other. Holding your hand.. was and still is everything to me. Your hands are the only hands i want to hold walking down the aisle, or just walking out in public generally. Why is holding hands so important to me? because for the times we held hands I felt safe, that i was never going to lose you and you were never going to leave me. You always had this thing of putting your thumb inside our hands cause it would get cold, lmao.

Why is it you that i still want? because you made me happy. You were & still are everything to me, my everything. I’ve thought about it for so long and i should’ve told you this the day we saw each other for our anniversary, but you’re the only person i know that could keep me happy. Not that “happy” that everyone says they are, but the happy that i know i could feel only if i’m with you or with the fact that i know i still have you. The happy that i know would keep me strong everyday. I don’t know how i’ve done it for so long, keeping this in, not showing emotion towards the break up, not crying everyday when everyday i want to. It surprises me that i was able to do that till the day i cried and was just so angry at myself.

 I still want you, need you, miss you, love you, want to marry you. I’m still going to be chasing for you, not matter what anyone else says, it’s you who i want & not them. Were not talking right now, or at least you’re not talking to me. I hit you up everyday, still saying good morning and goodnight, hoping that one day i would get an answer back, lol. I wish i could tell you how much i regret not telling you about how much i wanted you back they day we saw each other for our anniversary. I wish that what happened, didn’t happen, but i couldn’t stop you from the fact you’re single. I regret giving you the chance to go. I want to tell you how much that day changed me, but it’s like the boy who called wolf and you won’t believe me. I don’t know what to do anymore, but i just hope the next move i make won’t piss you off or make you mad but rather happy that i went to this extent, just to talk to you or see you, or even get you back. 

It’s so hard not to have you around anymore. 

by thatkrazykid8

I love him to infinity and beyond.

by pretty-little-mess 

moofinsmoofin:

Today, I received a card and a love letter (with the edges burned to look pretty) from my boyfriend for absolutely no reason. :)

There is always this stigma when it comes to young love, people assume teenagers don’t know what love is, on account of our immaturity. I happen to agree with this assessment, but, Joshua and I never really fit into anyone’s previous misconceptions anyway. Maybe it’s cliched, but we’re a whole lot different than other kids. Because of Joshua, I now understand love in a way that I think few people do.

People constantly say “I love you.” Maybe it’s just me, but it makes me roll my eyes. Love was quite a silly concept three years ago. Unconditional love? When my dad left my mom after twenty-five years of marriage? Ha! As if. There was this boy, though. I had just scraped out of my awkward-redhead-puberty phase. I was starting to “blossom.” And someone liked me! Can you believe it? Well, boys were a whole new playing field. And, man, was I good at that game. I toyed with his emotions like crazy, but we still managed to become best friends. I enjoyed stringing him along, but I didn’t bargain for the day I’d wake up with actual feelings for him.

Joshua suffered from a severe case of depression, often stemming from my cruel tricks, but I was too naive to realize it at the time. We see these movies as kids of people who do terrible things to themselves, thinking it’s fantasy. With Joshua, the reality of it was smothering. He became addicted to self-mutilation, and I was too self-centered to realize it; I was only 15. Someone finally told his parents, who seem to a have a knack for ignoring reality. He went to therapy for a while, all the time “in love” with me, as if he knew anything about love!

Well, the months passed, and Joshua transferred to a school away from me. We still spoke, and one day he gave me butterflies. Well, that was odd. I ignored it and carried on with my games. Sure enough, the longer I toyed with his heart, the more I cared about him. The audacity! Finally, I confessed my feelings. At the time, it was just a crush.

Joshua and I dated after that. I argued, he listened, I’d pout, he’d buy me flowers.  Not much of a healthy relationship. I broke up with him three months in, because I got scared. I was 16 now, things were too serious. But, being a teen girl, I changed my mind every five seconds, so we continued to date on and off for two years. I’ll never understand why he did it. He said he loved me. I never said it back, not until the day he left me. He was done. He finally got fed up. He was emotionless towards me. I got so scared, and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was in love with him, after so long. It wasn’t like normal teenage love though, the one you see in couples in high school way too often. Being someone who scoffed at love, I knew this was much different. 

Well, the weeks went on and I didn’t hear from him. Months went by, and my days often ended in tears because of how I pined for him. A text would even be okay. My desperation grew, as wells as my determination to just move on. I dated other boys, though I was numb. I would hear things about Joshua that broke me. I went into this zombie-state. I was as dry as a dial-tone and as humorless and white-noise. I stopped eating, I cried myself to sleep, and I hid my emotions as best I could. 

Suddenly, there came a point where enough was enough. It was like an entire new world, I saw the silver lining and the light at the end of the tunnel. I was happy again. I could get ready for the day without thinking of him. I was good, I was fine on my own, I was strong. Cloudy days would go and the occasional look-alike, but for the most part, I was happy.

Then, the strangest thing happened. He asked one of my friends about me. He wanted to know if I was okay. After that, something even stranger happened; he called. We talked like old friends. That old ache in my chest wasn’t so prominent. We told each other about our lives. He was my best friend again within two minutes. When you have been in the mountains for a few days, you breathe just fine. When you come down off that mountain, though, oxygen never tasted so good. That’s how I felt. I wasn’t just breathing anymore, I was inhaling and exhaling the sweetest oxygen there ever was.

I came to this realization that I had never really moved on or fallen out of love with him. I didn’t say so, in case he no longer loved me that way, which I figured he didn’t. Then, one night we sat together talking and laughing, when he turned quiet and solemn. “What is it?” I asked, preparing for another blow to shatter my soul. He looked up at me, and, almost inaudibly, said “I’m in love with you. I always have been. I never stopped. I never will.”

All of the pain, all of my hurt, my brokenness, none of it mattered in that moment. He loved me, after all this time. How could that be? 

I am clearly a skeptic when it comes to love. I don’t know what I believe or if I even believe in soul mates and true love. What I am absolutely sure of, though, is that Joshua has a part of me that is untouchable to anyone else. If Joshua and I are together or not, it’s only a footnote in our story. I love him, regardless.

~Courtney

Sherwin is my brother, not by blood but through a bond thicker than blood, Friendship, that started since primary school, went through thick and thin and will never break, even now that you are gone.

The photo above is our last photo together. I am glad that I was able to spend our 18th birthdays together, born 5 days apart. I thank God for giving me chance to spend time with you before you left us.

Yes, we have lots of plans which would be buried with you, but I promise you, I will do my best to make my side of our plans and promises come true.

I love you Sherwin. I miss you bro. Rest in Peace.

by enimesor

Once upon a time, she was just a friend,
But now they are in love to no end,
Long distance relationships are never fair,
But he promised one day that he’ll be there,
She made him nervous when they first met,
But that first date, he’ll never forget,
And every time he’d see her smile,
Time would stop just for a while,
When he had to go and say goodbye,
He never wanted to make her cry,
In a couple of months, he’ll see her then,
And they could share those feelings again,
Months go by until the touch is replanted,
A simple aspect most couples take for granted,
Their relationship, only about three visits a year,
Can this couple actually be near,
It is so difficult, not having her to hold,
Some days are lonely, and nights are cold,
He misses her so much, and I know she does too,
But, a little bit longer, and we’ll be saying “I do”,
All the waiting, the hurt, the tears that you cried,
Will be worth it, I promise, I’ll stay by your side.
For good.

Once upon a time, she was just a friend,
But now they are in love to no end.

by whatswithderek.

love sees no color .

mines : hoyitsautumn.tumblr.com

his : jaymcpee.tumblr.com

I don’t really know what you’re asking here…