1. 20:05 1st Oct 2014

    Notes: 202011

    Reblogged from monfolie

    Boo you whore!

    (Source: jasonnywithnochance)

     
  2. When I feel lonely and alone I always remember I have been blessed with amazing friends. I just open Facebook and there we go with the hours of chit-chat. 

    I miss my friends a lot.

     
  3. 06:58

    Notes: 84584

    Reblogged from hantinofontana

    gigglesandanixi:

    chimerahellden:

    kelzthalassunwhisper:

    girlwiththerobottattoo:

    I JUST UGLY LAUGHED SO HARD I WOKE UP THE DAMN HOUSE JFC!!!

    LOL

    DO NOT CLICK THIS IF YOU NEED TO BE QUIET

    LMFAOOOOOO

    TUXEDO MASK

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    Times Square: between 42nd & 43rd St., New York, NY - Did you know that the Times Square in New York city is regarded as the “crossroad of the world”? This is due to the cultural diversity in existence in the area both from locals and tourists. The redesign of the pedestrian started in 2013 and is expected to be completed 2015. The cost of the redesign is worth an estimated $40 million and as of today a lot of people in the area has experienced gridlocks from pedestrians and automobiles alike.
I am still astonished by the fact that we are together again. And in New York city, nonetheless. I learned from Carrie Bradshaw that she came to the city not only for the fashion but to find love. I moved to New York to live, go with the flow, with no purpose at all- I just knew I wanted to live there. 
I told you about my first few years in the United States. I told you how lonely it got living by myself. I opened to you how many times I go out in my patio and think of just jumping over. At one point, I almost cried because I so badly wanted to go home but I couldn’t. The visa system for non-immigrants in the US was just that difficult to cope with. And no matter how lonely it got I stayed in the US. I moved from state-to-state trying to find something I don’t know about.
You seem to have understood what I was talking about, While we were in the subway you just rested your arm on my shoulder while I told you my story. I somehow felt protected from any harm that would threaten my life & happiness. I felt warm and overjoyed even though a lot of the stories I told you had a gloomy feel to it.
You told me stories about you too. You told me about your failed relationship. And how it hurt you that the person you loved left you and started dating another close friend of yours. You told me you cried a lot. I didn’t know how to respond. So I just stayed quiet but I kept rubbing your back so you’d somehow feel better. Maybe, you’d feel warm with my presence too.
We shared happy tales too. I told you about that time me and an Indian friend of mine would always go out to lunch at Starbucks and stay there for a long time because our boss was a bitch. I told you about that time I learned how to bake and that it distracted me from all the sadness in the world. I told you about my first car and how I went broke from all the shopping I did in the first month that I got it. I also told you about that time in the winter when I was running outdoors and slipped on ice. You laughed at me so hard with an apologetic face. But I laughed with you because it really was funny.
You told me about the time you quit your job in order to move to a new company with better pay. You told me the story of how you got the Chinese symbol of “Destiny” in your right arm. You told me about your first car too and how you almost crashed it when you were bringing it home while parking it. I laughed at you because that has happened to me too before and I actually crashed my dad’s car. We laughed a lot.
There were too many stories to tell both happy and sad. We haven’t seen each other nor talked to each other in almost a decade. And I felt that you understood that fact too. 
Once we emerged from the 42nd St subway station, we finally took notice of how many people there are around us. We didn’t know where we were going but we somehow knew that we didn’t want to part from each other. Somehow, I suddenly felt you knew where you wanted to go. You started taking the lead in our walk. What you did next surprised me and caught me off guard. You held my left hand tight and started walking. It took me a while to comprehend what was happening because you had to look back and told me to stay close to you. And I obliged. In my head, I really couldn’t think. A lot of questions, memories and feelings started popping out. I thought my mind was going to explode. My heart was beating fast again but with a seemingly different beat this time. 
We kept walking and walking and wading through the thick crowd.
We passed by a lot of couples, groups of friends, families and individuals in the area. We passed by the street performers and characters who can take a photo with. But you just ignored them and dismissed them. It seemed to me you were intent on bringing us to where you wanted us to go. But I didn’t know where it was you wanted to go.
And suddenly, in front of the “Good Morning America” set I stopped walking and stood strong. You looked at me with the confused look on your face that used to annoy me. I asked you where we were going but you insisted on not telling me because you wanted to surprise me. Again, memories and feelings popped out of my head. Suddenly, I feel a pang of fear in my heart. Maybe that’s why it’s been beating so fast. I didn’t know what to do.
Then I realized, I was somehow afraid not because of the past. But because I didn’t know what was going to happen later, tomorrow, next week, in the future. I felt out of my usual control of things in my life. And I asked you again where we were going. And you understood perfectly what my question was exactly about. You seem to have relaxed.
And then right then and there you pulled me in and hugged me so tight. Then I teared up. I think I know what the answer is. 

    Times Square: between 42nd & 43rd St., New York, NY - Did you know that the Times Square in New York city is regarded as the “crossroad of the world”? This is due to the cultural diversity in existence in the area both from locals and tourists. The redesign of the pedestrian started in 2013 and is expected to be completed 2015. The cost of the redesign is worth an estimated $40 million and as of today a lot of people in the area has experienced gridlocks from pedestrians and automobiles alike.

    I am still astonished by the fact that we are together again. And in New York city, nonetheless. I learned from Carrie Bradshaw that she came to the city not only for the fashion but to find love. I moved to New York to live, go with the flow, with no purpose at all- I just knew I wanted to live there. 

    I told you about my first few years in the United States. I told you how lonely it got living by myself. I opened to you how many times I go out in my patio and think of just jumping over. At one point, I almost cried because I so badly wanted to go home but I couldn’t. The visa system for non-immigrants in the US was just that difficult to cope with. And no matter how lonely it got I stayed in the US. I moved from state-to-state trying to find something I don’t know about.

    You seem to have understood what I was talking about, While we were in the subway you just rested your arm on my shoulder while I told you my story. I somehow felt protected from any harm that would threaten my life & happiness. I felt warm and overjoyed even though a lot of the stories I told you had a gloomy feel to it.

    You told me stories about you too. You told me about your failed relationship. And how it hurt you that the person you loved left you and started dating another close friend of yours. You told me you cried a lot. I didn’t know how to respond. So I just stayed quiet but I kept rubbing your back so you’d somehow feel better. Maybe, you’d feel warm with my presence too.

    We shared happy tales too. I told you about that time me and an Indian friend of mine would always go out to lunch at Starbucks and stay there for a long time because our boss was a bitch. I told you about that time I learned how to bake and that it distracted me from all the sadness in the world. I told you about my first car and how I went broke from all the shopping I did in the first month that I got it. I also told you about that time in the winter when I was running outdoors and slipped on ice. You laughed at me so hard with an apologetic face. But I laughed with you because it really was funny.

    You told me about the time you quit your job in order to move to a new company with better pay. You told me the story of how you got the Chinese symbol of “Destiny” in your right arm. You told me about your first car too and how you almost crashed it when you were bringing it home while parking it. I laughed at you because that has happened to me too before and I actually crashed my dad’s car. We laughed a lot.

    There were too many stories to tell both happy and sad. We haven’t seen each other nor talked to each other in almost a decade. And I felt that you understood that fact too. 

    Once we emerged from the 42nd St subway station, we finally took notice of how many people there are around us. We didn’t know where we were going but we somehow knew that we didn’t want to part from each other. Somehow, I suddenly felt you knew where you wanted to go. You started taking the lead in our walk. What you did next surprised me and caught me off guard. You held my left hand tight and started walking. It took me a while to comprehend what was happening because you had to look back and told me to stay close to you. And I obliged. In my head, I really couldn’t think. A lot of questions, memories and feelings started popping out. I thought my mind was going to explode. My heart was beating fast again but with a seemingly different beat this time. 

    We kept walking and walking and wading through the thick crowd.

    We passed by a lot of couples, groups of friends, families and individuals in the area. We passed by the street performers and characters who can take a photo with. But you just ignored them and dismissed them. It seemed to me you were intent on bringing us to where you wanted us to go. But I didn’t know where it was you wanted to go.

    And suddenly, in front of the “Good Morning America” set I stopped walking and stood strong. You looked at me with the confused look on your face that used to annoy me. I asked you where we were going but you insisted on not telling me because you wanted to surprise me. Again, memories and feelings popped out of my head. Suddenly, I feel a pang of fear in my heart. Maybe that’s why it’s been beating so fast. I didn’t know what to do.

    Then I realized, I was somehow afraid not because of the past. But because I didn’t know what was going to happen later, tomorrow, next week, in the future. I felt out of my usual control of things in my life. And I asked you again where we were going. And you understood perfectly what my question was exactly about. You seem to have relaxed.

    And then right then and there you pulled me in and hugged me so tight. Then I teared up. I think I know what the answer is. 

     
  5. 09:36 19th Sep 2014

    Notes: 176

    Reblogged from misswallflower

    misswallflower:

    Naomi Campbell by Ellen von Unwerth (1991)

    It doesn’t look like Naomi. Looks like Beyonce

     
  6. 03:43

    Notes: 15622

    Reblogged from conflictingheart

    conflictingheart:

    What do you get when you put together an illustrator, his Bull Terrier, and some white walls? An imaginative series of portraits starring the adorable pup, of course! Rafael Mantesso uses Instagram (@rafaelmantesso) to document his fun doodling adventures with his dog, Jimmy Choo.

    (Source: mymodernmet)

     
  7. 20:38 18th Sep 2014

    Notes: 13324

    Reblogged from yellowrapidbullet

    image: Download

    (Source: positivedoodles)

     
  8. 11:11

    Notes: 2

    Tags: short story

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    Bethesda Fountain -
Did you know that this angel is holding a lily in her left hand. It is a sign of the water’s purity.
I hope that one day we’ll see each other here. I imagine myself walking the park thinking of every thing I’ve been through in the past couple years. This is my safe haven. I look at the people around and marvel at their joy. There are families taking a tour of the place. I see moms and their kids playing with the clown with the giant bubble. I notice a few couples seated on the rim of the fountain. One pair was eating ice cream on the hot sunny afternoon. There’s a couple out in the water and on a boat celebrating their anniversary. I always feel emotional whenever I’m here because of the life the area has.
Then my heart starts beating fast. I look to my back and see a couple of people doing their afternoon exercise. I resume my walk and notice a familiar face behind the angel’s statue. I notice your face. And you see me too. You seem shocked. I too am shocked that of all the places this is where we meet again. You smile at me politely and start walking toward my direction. I wave to you and start walking to your direction too. We stop awkwardly a foot from each other. I’m pretty sure the smile on my face hasn’t left me yet. I feel my blood rushing to my face. Am I blushing? Then you flash that big smile of yours which I always loved. I think to myself you still smile so beautifully. 
I couldn’t help myself anymore and I hug you. I started laughing and tearing up at the same time. You hug me back and pat my back. I feel warm and full of happiness. We release from the hug and start laughing. Then I continued my walk. Now, I’m with you and we talk and and talk and talk.
It’s been a while my old pal. 

    Bethesda Fountain -

    Did you know that this angel is holding a lily in her left hand. It is a sign of the water’s purity.

    I hope that one day we’ll see each other here. I imagine myself walking the park thinking of every thing I’ve been through in the past couple years. This is my safe haven. I look at the people around and marvel at their joy. There are families taking a tour of the place. I see moms and their kids playing with the clown with the giant bubble. I notice a few couples seated on the rim of the fountain. One pair was eating ice cream on the hot sunny afternoon. There’s a couple out in the water and on a boat celebrating their anniversary. I always feel emotional whenever I’m here because of the life the area has.

    Then my heart starts beating fast. I look to my back and see a couple of people doing their afternoon exercise. I resume my walk and notice a familiar face behind the angel’s statue. I notice your face. And you see me too. You seem shocked. I too am shocked that of all the places this is where we meet again. You smile at me politely and start walking toward my direction. I wave to you and start walking to your direction too. We stop awkwardly a foot from each other. I’m pretty sure the smile on my face hasn’t left me yet. I feel my blood rushing to my face. Am I blushing? Then you flash that big smile of yours which I always loved. I think to myself you still smile so beautifully. 

    I couldn’t help myself anymore and I hug you. I started laughing and tearing up at the same time. You hug me back and pat my back. I feel warm and full of happiness. We release from the hug and start laughing. Then I continued my walk. Now, I’m with you and we talk and and talk and talk.

    It’s been a while my old pal. 

     
  9. 10:54

    Notes: 38

    Reblogged from talkingischeap

    Every night.

    Every night.

    (Source: miraculousmarilyn)

     
  10. 10:11

    Notes: 258020

    Reblogged from monfolie

    padalecki-party:

    blackichigo1:

    LMAOOO HAHAHA

    this was the greatest joke I have ever heard

    I wonder how this would turn out if a black guy was robbing another black guy.

    (Source: sizvideos)

     
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  12. Anonymous said: hi po jejejejejje im anonymous

    who are you??

     
  13. To the straight guy who was liked/loved by a gay guy

    This is to the straight guys who were liked by a gay guy at some point in their life.

    I want to understand a few things.

    You were really good friends, like borderline best buddies. But when gay guy tells you he likes you, you go MIA as if you didn’t know your friend anymore. It wasn’t a secret he was gay. It’s no longer a secret he likes you. So, why do you choose to ignore him? Does that make you a stronger person? Does ignoring the gay guy who fell for you make you more of a real man? Don’t you think it’s rude? Don’t you think you hurt your friend?

    You used to tell each other secrets. Like who you think are hot girls and who he thinks are hot boys. You used to tell your friend you were probably getting dumped by the girl your courting. Or he used to tell you there’s this person in his family who doesn’t like him being gay. You were a source of comfort for each other. So why is it that when your gay friend tells you he likes you you basically tell him (if you didn’t verbally say it) to fuck off? Does that make things easier for you? Does that make you feel better about yourself? Don’t you think your friend is now having a hard time and cannot confide with anyone? Don’t you think your friend is now on the verge of mentally breaking?

    You used to be comfortable around each other. You’d walk around in public with arms across each others’ nape. You used to hug each other like bros to make the other feel better during the rough times. You used to text each other when you were peeing or pooping or when you were in the shower. You used to make fun of how the other looked for a date and how ridiculously over the top the other’s outfit is. And now all of a sudden you don’t want your friend to even slide a finger off of you. You don’t even want to see your friend’s shadow after he told you that he’s fallen for you. All of a sudden, it was as if you were disgusted by the presence of your friend. Does that help you cope with the truth you just learned? Does that help you sleep better at night? Don’t you think your friend is now ashamed of letting the truth out? Don’t you think your friend now feels disgusted of himself because you think he’s disgusting?

    When your gay friend tells you he likes you, did you ever think of your friend before doing any of the things you did (or are doing)? Did you ever consider how he felt afterwards? Don’t you think that after basically unfriending him completely he feels so sad because he just lost an important friend? Don’t you think he now regrets his actions, even the way he felt about you?

    Did you ever feel compassion? Why couldn’t you have just spared your friend some love? You know, he probably didn’t think you two would be together. He knows your straight. But he certainly hope there’ll be a day you’ll both be together. Maybe now while he’s single. But ultimately, he just wants you to know that he loves you so much that he would be willing to walk the ends of the earth to comfort you and fight all the nasty shit who dares mess with you. Ultimately, he just wants to stay friends with you without having to keep a secret from you. 

    I don’t think there’s no shame in being liked by a gay guy. It is just another confirmation that you are indeed likeable. That someone would like you for your goofy and nasty self. And when you reciprocate that love with ignorance it just tells the world how arrogant and selfish you are.

    So help me understand, why do you do these things? 

     
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    I send a freaky pic along with a “good morning” greeting to my friends. :)

    I send a freaky pic along with a “good morning” greeting to my friends. :)

     
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    New York dreams.

    New York dreams.