JayDee...

It doesn't take a reason to love someone,
but it does to like someone.

You don't love
someone because you want to, you love someone
because you are destined to.

It's because you
fall in Love with them, that you then try to
find a reason, but you always come up with
the answer, No reason!

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I love you not only for what you are, but for
what I am when I am with you. I love you not
only for what you have made of yourself, but for
what you are making of me. I love you for the part
of me that you bring out.

If only I could hold you right now and let you know how happy I am to have you in my life, expect me to never let you go. I'd rather lose everything in life than to live without you."

The Things I Hate

I HATE the way rains and roses still remind me of YOU, and the way Belgian chocolates will never taste as sweet...

I HATE the way my smile has changed: plastered, hesitant, forced...

I HATE that I find myself wanting to call you at 1 AM...

I HATE the way I'm supposed to pick up the pieces and move on...that I'm supposed to believe that everything's gonna be alright...

I HATE that I have to drink to forget...and the hangover that follows and remembering all over again...

But the thing I HATE the most is that no matter how I try, I can't bring myself to hate YOU the way I hate everything else!

Someday

Someday, you'll gonna realize
One day, you'll see this through my eyes

But then, I won't even be there
I'll be happy somewhere
Even if I cared

I know, you don't really see my worth
You think, you're the last guy on earth

Well, I've got news for you
I know I'm not that strong
But it won't take long
Won't take long

'Cause someday, someone's gonna love me
The way I wanted you to need me
Someday, someone's gonna take your place

One day, I'll forget about you
You'll see, I won't even miss you
Someday, someday...

But now, I know you can tell
I'm down and I'm not doin' well

But one day, these tears
They will all run dry
I won't have to cry
Sweet goodbye

'Cause someday, someone's gonna love me
The way I wanted you to need me
Someday, someone's gonna take your place, Ooh...

One day, I'll forget about you
You'll see I won't even miss you
Someday, I know someone's gonna be there

Someday, someone's gonna love me
The way I wanted you to need me
Someday, someone's gonna take your place

One day, I'll forget about you
You'll see, I won't even miss you
Someday, someday...





someday, chin...

insignificant

what we believe that happened in our past are based on our memory.  others may tell us that certain things happened but it is our choce if we will consider those as facts. our actions depend on what we remember. before going to bed at night, we plan the tasks that we will be doing the other day. we program our minds and this set of instructions in our brain.  the next day, when we wake up we recall what be planned the night before.  if we did not do what we are supposed to do, this means that we have not given enough attention to that data so it is not stored in our memory. so we tend to forget.

If our attention is subjective, our memory is subjective, if we base our belief on what we recall as true, memory cannot be reliable.

So, I wonder why some people loves remembering their pasts.  Memory fades, loses its value as time goes, and may also be corrupted…why some just couldn’t accept the facts, the truth, the tangible things…why they long for things that are already gone.

Eleven Minutes

If I were to tell someone my life today, I could do it in a way that would make them think of me as a brave, happy, independent woman.

Rubbish: I am not even allowed to mention the only word that is more important — LOVE. All my life, I thought of love as some kind of voluntary enslavement. Well, that’s a lie: freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly. And the person who loves wholeheartedly feels free.

That is why, regardless of what I might experience, do or learn, nothing makes sense. I hope this time passes quickly, so that I can resume my search for myself –in the form of a man who understands me and does not make me suffer. But what am I saying? In love, no one can harm anyone else; we are each of us responsible for our own feelings and cannot blame someone else for what we feel. It hurt when I lost each of the various men I fell in love with.

Now, though, I am convinced that no one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone. That is the true experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it.
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from my favorite Paulo Coelho

Hanggang dito na lang

Isa ako sa libu-libong taong nagpakatanga dahil sa pag-ibig. Isa ako sa mga umasa, lumuha at nasaktan. Hinayaan ko ang sarili kong mahalin ka nang walang hinihinging kapalit. Hinayaan kong masaktan ang sarili ko.

     Akala ko, mamahalin kita nang walang hanggan subalit napagod na ko. Labis na kong nasaktan dahil sa iyo… dahil sa pagmamahal na inalay ko.

      Ngayon, hindi na ko umaasang mamahalin mo o magkakaroon ng espasyo sa puso mo. Hindi ko na hinahangad na makasama ka at hindi ko na inaasam na mahagkan ka.

     Hanggang dito na lang ako… sa isang nakaraang pangarap na iibigin ka hanggang sa walang hanggan. Palalayain ko na ang sarili ko.

Mind-Boggling

Just explain to me this phenomenon: what is it with the boys who would prefer the effortless option than embarking on something slightly risky but ultimately more rewarding??? Is it listlesness? Is it their being commitment phobic? Or is it simply in their nature NOT to take risks? Hmmm...probably all of those things. Makes me wonder if I'm just meeting the wrong kind of guys, who happen to be 'boys' and not 'men'. *sigh*.

Such boys always claim they want a challenge, yet when presented with one they run for the hills.

I'm still waiting for one to prove me wrong -- any takers??? You don't necessarily have to offer yourself to me though, you can just simply react to this 'phenomenon' and help me better understand men. =)