Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Just not that into you...
If you wanted to this relationship work you would have moved mountains to keep me if you really loved me.
"If he’s not calling you to tell you he loves you and wants you back, it should only be because he’s showing up at your new residence to do it in person… if he’s not doing any of that, he may love you, he may miss you, but ultimately, he’s just not that into you. Stop taking his calls and let him know what it’s like to live without you."
— FOR SURE.
"If he’s not calling you to tell you he loves you and wants you back, it should only be because he’s showing up at your new residence to do it in person… if he’s not doing any of that, he may love you, he may miss you, but ultimately, he’s just not that into you. Stop taking his calls and let him know what it’s like to live without you."
— FOR SURE.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Eternally Grateful.
It’s only through a time of suffering when we realize how strong we truly are inside.
Thank you, again.
Thank you, again.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Why?
Why do you insist on hurting the people who actually gave a fuck about you? You're so shady.
Expecting the worst form you,
Me.
Expecting the worst form you,
Me.
Truly, Madly, Deeply.
Fuck her and enjoy it. You give her butterflies and make her think of Marc Anthony I'm sure. I'm also sure she's just as shallow as your X was or is.
What you'll never ever have again no matter what you do or say,
Me.
What you'll never ever have again no matter what you do or say,
Me.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
PIctures of...
I wonder how many times you've emailed the picture I took of Luci to women who don't give a fuck about you or the meaning behind it.
"Enjoy" everything that came out of your mouth was a lie.
Was, is and will always be,
Me.
"Enjoy" everything that came out of your mouth was a lie.
Was, is and will always be,
Me.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Another beautiful sunrise, in your perfectly beautiful life.
I'm so happy that you're moving on in your pretend perfection where you are perfect, where your past is not factor, where you will someday be living in Gables by the Sea, with your perfect housewife, your perfect Fila Brasileiro, your perfect boat, car and bank account. Perfectly imperfect and isn't that what we all are ?
I'm so proud of you for forgetting,
Me
I'm so proud of you for forgetting,
Me
Monday, September 5, 2011
Wise words from my new intern:
"I live in grey motherfucker. So move in or pack your black and white bags"-
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Go Ahead
Take beautiful pictures, blog about them, live, love, laugh, be free, be happy, laugh in the face of adversities, be strong, be assertive and know that nothing can ever break you.
From behind the lens,
Me.
From behind the lens,
Me.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Chronic Indecision
The worst part is that after everything I just think you didn't love me enough to say "Fuck you past, I'm not going to let you get the best of me" and for those reasons I believe you are in love with your X who fucked you over, and wished you to fail everyday and probably still does.
That is the irony of life. We take chances, we fall in love and at the end of the day if we are left empty and heartbroken we can count on the mind to say the infamous words " I told you so" -
and the consolation prize is: We all float on.
Modest,
Me.
That is the irony of life. We take chances, we fall in love and at the end of the day if we are left empty and heartbroken we can count on the mind to say the infamous words " I told you so" -
and the consolation prize is: We all float on.
Modest,
Me.
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